I love the prophet Jonah;
when God said go to Nineveh
& preach repentance;      said
   Jonah, hell, no & went the
     other way; then God said,
     should not I have pity on
       Nineveh, that great city,
       wherein are more than
  sixscore thousand persons
  that cannot discern between
their right hand from their left;
  but to avoid going to the City
  of Idiots, Jonah bought a boat
  ticket but the boat got caught
  in a storm & Jonah wound up
   overboard in the stomach of
  a whale for three days eating
chum until the whale got sick
& threw up;  not wanting that
to happen again, Jonah went to
Nineveh  & told the king there
to repent, & to Jonah's chagrin,
the king said, sure & ordered
sackcloth suits to be the latest
fashion; even the animals, whom
  God mentioned as worth saving
were sporting seersucker & ashes
like good Catholics; Jonah left
the city & finding a wild marijuana
bush, sat & rolled a few leaves &
striking two sharp stones, lit up, but
when the sun rose it was hella hot;
Jonah, grumbling again, got God's
attention; 'u care more about smoking
****,'   said
God;    'ur point?' Jonah retorted  -