Moses on Mount Sinai

Old man Moses,
He led us astray,
In the Sinai Desert
He lost his way,
Led us 'round
And around
For forty years,
Till carved stones
On some hill he found,
Said he got them from
Some chap in the sky,
Probably drank too much
And was on a high
Or his debility
Was, perchance,
Just senility.

On those tablets
There was this appeal:
'Thou shalt not kill,
Thou shalt not steal,
Thou shalt not make whoopee
With your neighbor's wife!'
That old man Moses
Took all the fun out of life...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz