This I tell thee, Sam-I-Am,
I cannot stand thee, Reverend Sam;
I hate thy sophistry and sham,
Thy pulpit pounding blam, blam, blam.
I will not listen to the, bloat!
I will not listen in my coat!
Dear Reverend Sam-thou dreary rote-
Feed all thy sermons to thy goat
I can digest green eggs and ham
But never thee, good Sam-I-Am.
"How I long for content that screams from softer words instead of vice versa."
-- Eutychus
Christianity Today
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