I pay my taxes, mow my lawn
say my prayers from dusk till dawn
keep my language civil, clean
and yet they claim that I’m obscene!
Adam, Eve when the world began
were naked and yet without sin;
and yet, we’re told, from days of old
that this is where the fall’d begin!
Apostle Peter, fishing nude
was not by the Master criticised
Ezekiel, prophesying naked
called for penance that was prized.
And yet, when I am naked, free
a sinning outcast ‘s what they claim;
but I’ll grin and bare it, every day
nude and proud and without shame!
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Author:
Fränz Müller (
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Comments1
Why should one be ashamed and hide what God gave us. Well written
Thank you!
Most welcome
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