Here is a little something I hacked out a few months ago. Something my pastor Wayne Marshall said in one of his sermons was the inspiration for it.

FIX ME

When there are problems at work

And the boss is a jerk,

Fix me.

When my kids are all geeks,

Or bums, or freaks,

Fix me.

When my home is all strife

With a quarrelsome wife,

Fix me.

When the preacher's a bore

And makes me snore,

Fix me.

When all else is done,

And there's no place to run;

When I'm out of the game,

And there's no one to blame;

When finally at end

I face up to my sin,

Fix me.

The original title of this was "An ode having nothing to do with Jerry Greene, Wayne or Jonathan Hill, Anna Hill, or Wayne Marshall" but that was too long.

YIC

William