A Time to be Bored, which
is why I'm writing this poem.
(Inspired by Ecclesiastes
3:1-8)
by Sarah Janes
When thou shall see thy
light
Thou shall think it merry
and bright.
But hold on, my cheerful
dear.
When you see the light, it
might be time to tear.
A time to sleep
and a time to wake.
A time to eat
and a time to bake.
A time to bathe
and a time to mud.
A time to dry
and a time to flood.
A time to pet
and a time to cuddle
A time to run
into a large puddle.
A time to refrain from
getting wet
and a time to stroke a
fluffy pet.
A time to sit
and a time to stand.
A time to let your hair down
and a time to wear your
favorite headband.
A time to count
and a time to spell.
A time to be sick
and a time to be well.
A time to taste
and a time to smell.
A time to whisper
and a time to yell.
A time to run
and a time to walk.
A time to be silent
and a time to talk.
A time to fidget
and a time to be still.
A time to do
whatever is God's will.
You shall follow
wherever He goes.
Take time to listen
to what He knows.
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And Noah was inspired to say this:
"Hey I wish I could go for a hike in the woods with the President, so I could say, 'Trump took a dump on a
stump."
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