The lord held his hand out.
Said “Come here, cat!”
The cat just sat and looked at god.
The cat was not afraid of god.
The cat would barely even nod.
It’s eyes blinked slowly as it turned away.
Like god wasn’t god at all…
Barry
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Get your tickets ready please!
Oh uh, hello there. How you doing?
Listen, my name is Barry and I'm the Conductor on this train so if you need anything, you just ask me, okay?
The bathrooms are right over there and please, pick up after yourself on account of I clean the place, too.
And uh, seeing as you're not from around here I'll just tell you straight out - although every story you might hear on this train is true, some stories are "truer" than others, if you can read between the rails...
Anyway, thanks for stopping by and, y'all come back now, y'hear?
Have a grand day, friend.
Barry Williams
Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada
barryhappywilliams@gmail.com
How Ivan got this owl through the cat door is beyond me but I stopped letting the furry beggar sleep on my neck after this kill.
Last thing I need is for Ivan to drag a bear home…
minus 46 degrees C today with the wind chill. Canada is no place for mankind so HUMANS STAY OUT!