A Seventh Day Adventure

The church of the Seventh day shopper
Has established a popular creed
As religions go, its a whopper
For those with a fervour to feed

Community based, strategically placed
And catering to every need.

A Minister waits at the entrance
Whose mission it is to greet
The hordes who turn out with a vengeance
Their sacred rites to complete

Lost in prayer, and unaware
As their trolleys run over your feet.

Any check-out disciples doubting
Or showing the signs of strain
Are offered a pilgrim`s outing
To retreats in which to retrain

And , after a while re-emerge with a smile
And a freshly laundered brain.

Religions with far less appeal
Where congregations are small
Could offer a similar deal
To those who answer the call

Like, after you`ve died, if not satisfied
A refund, no quibbles at all.



Poetry by Yanto
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Written on 2015-12-19 at 19:59

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Very nicely composed, and very funny.
2015-12-22



You made me laugh out loud. This is very good!
Ashe :)
2015-12-19