The Bible Quiz
Three nuns stood at the Pearly Gates.
Saint Peter’d lost his book.
“My dears, I cannot read your Fates
For in it, I can’t look.
That is to say, I cannot tell
Who’s meant for here, and who for Hell.
Until I find where my book is
I’ll decide with a bible quiz.
Guess right, you’re saved; guess wrong, you’re burned.”
The great saint to the first nun turned.
“Now sister, dear,” Saint Peter said,
“In God’s great master plan,
A life He made from dust so dead–
Now name me this first man.”
“Oh golly gee!” cried the first nun
“That really is an easy one:
Adam,” she said, then churchbells rang
And harpstrings played and angels sang
And cherubs flew out, five by seven,
And carried her off into Heaven.
“Your question now,” the saint essayed
To the next nun in line,
“‘From Adam’s rib, what maid was made
By He who is divine?’”
“Oh golly gee!” cried the next nun
“That really is an easy one:
That’s Eve,” she said, then churchbells rang
And harpstrings played and angels sang
And cherubs flew out, five by seven,
And carried her off into Heaven.
“‘Madam, I’m Adam,’” quoth the saint,
“This palindrome we learn–
Ad’s words to Eve, so fine and quaint.
Yet Eve’s words in return?”
“Oh golly gee,” cried the third nun,
“That really is a hard one.
That’s really hard–” Then churchbells rang
And harpstrings played and angels sang
And cherubs flew out, five by seven,
And carried her off into Heaven....
-- Kevin Andrew Murphy
[This message has been edited by Kevin Andrew Murphy (edited July 08, 2002).]
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