Where God Ain't

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He was just a little boy,
On a week's first day.
He was wandering home from Sunday School,
And dawdling on the way.
He scuffed his shoes into the grass;
He found a caterpillar.
He found a fluffy milkweed pod,
And blew out all the "filler."
A bird's nest in a tree o'erhead,
So wisely placed on high.
Was just another wonder
That caught his eager eye.
A neighbor watched his zig zag course,
And hailed him from the lawn;
Asked him where he'd been that day
And what was going on.
"I've been to Bible School," he said,
And turned a piece of sod.
He picked up a wiggly worm replying,
"I've learned a lot of God."
"M'm very fine way," the neighbor said,
"for a boy to spend his time."
"If you'll tell me where God is,
I'll give you a brand new dime."
Quick as a flash the answer came!
Nor were his accents faint.
"I'll give you a dollar, Mister,
If you can tell me where God ain't."
-Author Unknown