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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=364266" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>God Works Late</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sat down late one star-lit night<br>And tried to make his plans<br>God's schedule was demanding<br>I hope you'll understand<br>He'd made a promise to himself<br>One he had to keep<br>And that was quite ambitious<br>A world within one week<br>He'd done lots of calculations<br>He had a master plan<br>And the winner in his contest<br>Was this strangest thing called man<br>But man was very complex<br>And he couldn't get him right<br>He puzzled and he puzzled<br>Long into that night<br>Ahah said God triumphant<br>With a look for once deranged<br>I won't put him on the earth perfect<br>I'll give him time to change<br>So evolution was his strategy<br>Even if he felt he had<br>Cheated fundamentalists<br>Which he felt was rather sad<br>No worries said our God on high<br>I have to make things work<br>Even if they're in my image<br>There will sometimes be a jerk<br>That somehow pops up with bad genes<br>The way that he had chose<br>For mankind to evolve you see<br>Like a thorn surrounds a rose<br>That night he slept a troubled sleep<br>He had manifold weird dreams<br>What if his great masterplan<br>Was not as perfect as it seemed? <br>He saw the world before him<br>Some thousand years ahead in time<br>He looked at what man had become<br>And he searched into our minds<br>He looked for that rare goodness<br>That he had aimed to full infect<br>This race of God like creatures<br>Who had made his world a mess<br>God woke up with a migraine<br>Though he didn't know the word<br>He pointed to the middle east<br>And the first man did occur<br>But then he hit a problem<br>That he hadn't counted on<br>One man in the middle east<br>Might start to feel alone<br>To abbreviate this story<br>About God's holy writ<br>He rushed the job<br>He took short cuts<br>And now we suffer it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Keig">David Keig</a><div class=q>
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And tried to make his plans
God's schedule was demanding
I hope you'll understand
He'd made a promise to himself
One he had to keep
And that was quite ambitious
A world within one week
He'd done lots of calculat..."></div>
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