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The Banana

The banana is an inside joke from God It is His calling card And you can call home if you would hold it to your ear and speak directly to Him Just kidding Bananas are for the belly He would have used perforated edges but naysayers would be in an uproar "How could your God think us so stupid!" For they always imagine that God reflects their own stupidity And the atheist too would have a fit and a slew of jokes about how the real evidence of God has banana split But just like little children know mother puts the best food in the lunchbox Humble believers can tell you good loving means good grubbing on the inside of the banana peel And that's real
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Sep 11, 2014
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