The Ark

Just a poem

The Ark.

Part 1

Once upon a time,

In a land so far,

Far, and distant

Distant, remote

God was looking,

Down at creation

But what He saw there

Gave Him a thought

"Why all those creatures

Whom We've created,

Turned evil, and good

Is no longer sought?

Time to remind them

He told the angels,

SMS Noah, or

Wire him a note"

The note thus stated:

"We here command thee

Thou shalt be building

A three-deck boat"

"A boat on a mountain?

What does God think?

When there is no water,

Enough to drink"?

And that, was what

Noah thought, is odd

But he could never

Disobey God

"Take a pair of animals

Of each type and kind

And leave those ugly

Dinosaurs behind

The rain will keep falling

Forty days and nights

And the water will cover

The highest of heights

This is Our command

Thou shalt not doubt

Then, God hanged up

It's over and out"

Noah, was dismayed

And totally in shock

Boats cost thousands

and He had one buck

A loan from the bank

Will help He supposed

But it was Sunday

All banks were closed

He called upon people

To break the news

The faithful, the atheists

And the Jews

But before he's done

Telling what comes after

Those, rushed to hospitals

Died there from laughter

Mocked at, and was called

All kinds of names

Filthier than the water

Of Isis, and Thames

So, He had to carry

All the work, alone

Without even having

A lousy iPhone

The few who helped him

And his sons and wives

Were to be spared

The rest of their lives

Three years of working

From dawn to dark

The boat was finished

And He called it the "ark"

In the ark, he waited

For the promise of God

And rain to pour

And turn into flood

Part two will be delivered on demand.

I can't disclose it all, as per Noah's request.

Otherwise, he'll sue me in a higher court, because he is well connected there.