A Pome About the Proof of the Existence of God Using the Argument From First Cause

[chaletian]

Given that it is, as Xanthe reliably informs me, National Poetry Day, I thought I would write a pome and share it with you.


One day God
(Sitting on a log)
Thought “I’ll have some fun
And create a sun.”

But then God
(Still on the log)
Thought “Why stop there?
I’ll create a pair.”

And then God
(Jumping off the log)
Thought, with a curse
“A fucking universe!”

So now God
(Far away from the log)
Creates new worlds
(And lots of girls)

Only God
(Back on the log)
Thinks “Still like to see
What dude made me.”