<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508772" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Junior God</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Junior God looked from his place<br> In the conning towers of heaven,<br>And he saw the world through the span of space<br> Like a giant golf-ball driven.<br>And because he was bored, as some gods are,<br> With high celestial mirth,<br>He clutched the reins of a shooting star,<br> And he steered it down to earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Junior God, 'mid leaf and bud,<br> Passed on with a weary air,<br>Till lo! he came to a pool of mud,<br> And some hogs were rolling there.<br>Then in he plunged with gleeful cries,<br> And down he lay supine;<br>For they had no mud in paradise,<br> And they likewise had no swine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Junior God forgot himself;<br> He squelched mud through his toes;<br>With the careless joy of a wanton boy<br> His reckless laughter rose.<br>Till, tired at last, in a brook close by,<br> He washed off every stain;<br>Then softly up to the radiant sky<br> He rose, a god again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Junior God now heads the roll<br> In the list of heaven's peers;<br>He sits in the House of High Control,<br> And he regulates the spheres.<br>Yet does he wonder, do you suppose,<br> If, even in gods divine,<br>The best and wisest may not be those<br> Who have wallowed awhile with the swine?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508772" data-title="The Junior God de Robert William Service" data-description="The Junior God looked from his place In the conning towers of heaven, And he saw the world through the span of space Like a giant golf-ball driven. And because he was bored, as some gods are, With high celestial mirth, He clutched the reins of ..."></div> </div> </div>

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