WHERE GOD AIN'T
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
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