When the clock strikes the God spot

Almost time to start praying,
start saying those things
and hope Jesus brings
me a present,
oh no, wait, that’s Santa
I’m thinking of.

Sunday though
is creeping up
and I know
it’ll catch me
snatch me
and I will end up in a church.

But there’s still fifteen minutes before
the Sabbath
time enough to sin and repent
time I went to sleep too.

© 2019, John Smallshaw.