Bob Leatherwood's Wager
Bob was riled up just a smidgen
Bob says, "There's twenty bucks right there
Now big Jake's face lit with a grin
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
Bob stroked his stubbly bearded chin,
. . . Dee Strickland Johnson © January, 2001
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Cause Jake was arguin' 'bout religion..
Says you cain't say the whole Lord's Prayer."
And right away he started in:
I pray the Lord my soul to keep. . . ."
"That's enough!" he yelled. "You win!"
"Bob Leatherwood's Wager" by Dee Strickland Johnson © January, 2001