Poem: An Ass Speaks
An Ass Speaks
You say I can’t
call him an ass
in the Lord’s house.
Well, if he can
stand up there and,
in front of God
and all of us,
reveal an ass
without being
quickly struck down,
then surely I
can say the word.
You say I can’t
call him an ass
in the Lord’s house.
Well, if he can
stand up there and,
in front of God
and all of us,
reveal an ass
without being
quickly struck down,
then surely I
can say the word.