Posted by Cat L. Prod on May 26, 1999 at 14:24:56:
In Reply to: Take-off on Footprints... posted by Sunray on May 26, 1999 at 10:17:14:
: Hiya! Dunno who wrote it, but I recceived this take-off on the "Footprints in the Sand" poem in my e-mail recently. It's not only cute, but also sooooooo true! Also explains the sand I keep finding in uncomfortable places..... ;{
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: BUTT PRINTS IN THE SAND
: One night I had a wondrous dream,
: One set of footprints there was seen,
: The footprints of my precious Lord,
: But mine were not along the shore.
: But then some stranger prints appeared,
: And I asked the Lord, "What have we here?"
: Those prints are large and round and neat,
: "But Lord, they are too big for feet."
: "My child," He said in somber tones,
: "For miles I carried you alone.
: I challenged you to walk in faith,
: But you refused and made me wait."
: "You disobeyed, you would not grow,
: The walk of faith, you would not know,
: So I got tired, I got fed up,
: And there I dropped you on your butt."
: "Because in life, there comes a time,
: When one must fight, and one must climb,
: When one must rise and take a stand,
: Or leave their butt prints in the sand."
WONDERFUL. Oh, yeah...
Like the famous song by Cansass:
I close my eyes...
...only for a moment and I'm comatose
All my dreams...
...pass before my eyes but I remain morose
Butts in the sand...
...all we are is butts in the sand.
Same old song...
...just a print of butt-cheeks on a sandy beach
All we've done...
...crumbles to the ground as we fall back asleep
Butts in the sand...
...all we are is butts in the sand.
Don't hang on...
...nothing last forever but our risen King
We slip away
... but still we will not shift our butts for anything
Butts in the sand...
...all we are is butts in the sand.