Hey, Chris. Thanks for the words, dude. But what could I write about? Here's the poem, submitted by one of the youngsters: Mary had a little sheep She went with it one night to sleep, The sheep turned out to be a ram Now Mary has a little lamb! Kinda sick, but it got me in stitches hearing this come from a little dude's mouth, and seeing him smile so innocently. Ho... Humm... Earth! Always, Brother Paul. |