It looks like weíll be late for Sunday School.
I wish, like me, all kept the Golden Rule.
The drivers up ahead are much too slow,
And if I get the chance, Iíll tell them so.
Itís awful hard to find a parking place.
When members don't have one, that's a disgrace.
I bet there are a bunch of visitors.
Our church lets anyone come through its doors.
The lesson for today is truly boring;
Iíd sleep if I were not afraid of snoring.
The teacherís droning on and on and on;
Itís hard for me to stifle every yawn.
And now in church thereís someone in our spot,
Not caring if we get a seat or not.
Weíll have to find one somewhere else, I guess,
Just one more thing to put me under stress.
Oh no! Here comes another worship song;
The music of todayís completely wrong.
When I was young, we sang with dignity.
With drums, thatís not a possibility.
The preacherís sermonís going way too late.
For lunch weíll have to stand in line and wait.
Itís not like me to be the one to fuss,
But unchurched people get in front of us.
Itís sad that many folks are not like me,
For I can say with deep humility:
Whatever should turn out to be my lot,
Iíve learned the way to be contentÖor not.
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