THE TITHE POEM

The Tithe Poem

STANZA 1
Tithe his land, tithe his bed,
Tithe the table at which he's fed.
Tithe his tractor, tithe his mule,
Teach him tithe are the rule.


STANZA 2
Tithe his work, tithe his pay,
He works for peanuts anyway!
Tithe his cow, tithe his goat,
Tithe his way, tithe his coat.

STANZA 3



Tithe his ties, tithe his shirt,
Tithe his work, tithe his dirt.
Tithe his food, tithe his drink ,
Tithe him if he tries to think.

STANZA 4
Tithe his trousers, tithe her skirts,
If he cries, then tithe his tears.
Tithe his car, tithe his gas,
Find other ways to tithe his glass.


STANZA 5
Tithe all he has then let him know,
That you won't be done till he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers then tithe him more,
Tithe him till he's good and sore.


STANZA 6
Then tithe his time, tithe his prayer,
Tithe what he listens to on radio player,
No matter the ordeal and plight,
Always tithe his tithe.

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