Fooling Around with the Old Story

That Old Story, Limerick-style.  Part 1

 

First came Adam and Eve and the snake

who said, “from this tree you should take

the apple of life.”

But it led to great strife

And the garden they had to forsake.

 

Their sons were Abel and Cain.

But by Cain was poor Abel slain.

The earth he did roam

never finding a home.

Then later, it started to rain.

 

Old Noah, he built a big boat

to keep pairs of creatures afloat.

When the flood was all done,

Out came the sun!

Then once more was the world filled with hope.

 

Later on, from the country of Ur

came Abram and his lovely wife Sar-

ai. They longed for a child.

Yay! after a while

baby Isaac Sarai did bear.

 

But along with this tale we must tell

Of the first-born, old Abe’s Ishmael.

He was Isaac’s big brother

Hagar was his mother.

God loved both boys equally well.

 

By the time young Isaac was grown

He found a fine wife of his own.

Rebekah was swell.

(They met by a well.)

And twin sons were born in their home.

Esau first, then Jacob the younger

who tricked Esau because of his hunger.

Jacob gave him some soup

Poor Esau was duped

of his birthright; he had it no longer.

 

Away fled the sly little brother

Who was helped all along by his mother.

Jacob slept on a rock

And saw angels walk

From one rung of a ladder to ‘nother.

Well, the years they moved right along.

Jacob’s big family grew strong

With twelve sons; and his daughter

whose story we oughta

remember, since it’s been far too long.

 

She, Dinah, was carried away

By cruel men whom her brothers did slay.

Little Joe went south

To a place at the mouth

Of a river where crocodiles play.

Now Joseph was Pharoah’s good friend

So you’d think that this story might end

With peace between nations

And lots of vacations.

But no!! big trouble was just  ‘round the next bend………

(to be continued)