Reflections on Being Tall

The other day, a man looked up
And said to me, “God, you’re so tall!”
I looked down at him and said,
“I’m not God, I”m God at all.”

He asked me then, “Do you play sports,
Perhaps basketball or hockey?”
I said, “No, but what about you,
I would guess that you’re a jockey?”

And then, “How’s the weather up there?”
The next question from one so dim.
I looked down and smiled and said,
“It’s raining, then I spit on him.”


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