Steve's Poetry Corner

Revrend Smitty - Jan 1999

Revrend H.M. Smith my best friend then.
He is known as Rev. Smitty.
Let me begin way back when, He would preach
and then he'd teach us about being Godly.

Handsome and lean
He did glean
Lots and lots of followers.

A straight course he kept
until one day A big head he'd project off guard.
He slept away from God's promise
He crept
sliding down the wrong road
with Satan's heavy load

What would become of Reverend Smitty?
A life of crime
stuck in the slime, song, women and wine?

Ended up in Lompoc prison,
paying his time.
Isn't it sad
Isn't it a pity.
Please God Help Reverend Smitty.

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