One of the great things about having kids is the excuse to reread the stuff you loved as a kid. For me, that includes Shel Silverstein’s delightfully kooky and subtly ironic poems. Here’s one we ran accross today that could be taken any number of ways, from Falling Up:
George said, “God is short and fat.”
Nick said, “No, He’s tall and lean.”
Len said, “With a long white beard.”
“No,” said John, “He’s shaven clean.”
Rhonda Rose said, “He’s a She.”
I smiled but never showed ’em all
The autographed photograph God sent to me.