A Satirical Psalm of Praise
A man wakes up and begins to pray. He has forgotten the words and starts to ad lib. The Lord notices; “This is going to be good” he mumbles to the angels.
Man: Praise the Lord ye angels!
The Lord: All right, all right, that’s traditional.
Man: Praise the Lord, ye sun and stars!
The Lord: Beautiful, beautiful!
Man: Praise the Lord ye chirpy squirrels!
The Lord: Well, that’s original.
Man: Praise the Lord ye mountains of exactly one thousand trees!
The Lord: Hmm. I wonder about the other mountains.
Man: Praise the Lord ye adolescents with debilitating acme!
The Lord: They do need help!
Man: Praise the Lord ye sluts and whores!
The Lord: My oh my, that is… oddly fun.
The man goes back to bed, his prayers having a-lifted to heaven.
The Lord laughs; and grants the man all the wishes of his heart