The new preacher had just arrived;
He’d held his very first meeting.
Now a watermelon party,
To give him a Texas greeting.

The two sons of Brother Carter
Were not known for being real nice.
No one noticed them pour whiskey
Over the brand new preacher’s slice.

Then they watched and they both giggled
As Preacher took his first bite.
The look on the new preacher’s face
Had been a most rewarding sight.

At last the party was over,
It had been a pleasant greeting,
The deacons gathered together
For their monthly business meeting.

Deacon Jones asked the new preacher,
“Brother Smith, have you any needs?”
He said, “Yes, a little box please,
Because I’m gonna save these seeds!”