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The Garden Of Gethsamane 🌹

The Garden Of Gethsamane 🌹

I was planted in a garden, in a place called Gethsemane

I am mentioned in the holy bible, I think you may have heard of me

And that garden was so beautiful, where the sun would always shine

When way back in yon bygone biblical days, I was worshipped and devine

Nowadays there is a song, that tells my tales of long ago

About those fragrant flowers amongst that garden, and I was one of those you know 

And I recall a little lad, he used to wander where my petals lay

His hallowed name was Jesus Christ, and I would listen to the saviour play

I reminisce that people came from miles around, just to worship and adore

This little lad who was born in Bethlehem, in a stable on the floor

 

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Greg Etsell

wow this is a great poem 
a wonderful poem
i love poem like this 
and 3 of your poems
are great good morning
JILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Jill Tait

Aww Thanks luv Good morning, haha wait till you read this one that I’ve just made up now, whilst lying in my bed hahaha 🤣❤️🌹

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Greg Etsell

Oh I can’t wait is that a bedtime poem
ha ha still another room

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Jill Tait

Yes in my room just along little coridoor, I wrote it this morning lol like I do in perfect peace haha ❤️

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Jill Tait

It is about Pigs on the loose!!!🐷❤️

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Greg Etsell

Runaway pigs sounds interesting Can’t wait to read it

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Jill Tait

Those Pesky Pigs🐷

Around the roundabout, thru the Holly and Ivy arches

Betwixt and between yon Oak, Sycamore, Lime and Larches

Herds of higgety piggety, hairy Hogs deafeningly charges

And lagging far behind them all, that Farmer Stan Smiths son swiftly marches

Now Stan Smith was away, with his wonderful wife Wilma, on a little holiday

And the very last thing that he said to his only son Samuel, before they went away

Was “Do not open the gates of the Pig pen Samuel, and everything else will be okay”

Well his good old Dad should have saved his breath, coz Samuel never ever listened to a single word he’d say

So luckily enough Sam’s old folks really didn’t have the foggiest of a clue

That their prized porky Pigs, were all out of that Pig pen, on a lazy, sunny afternoon rendezvous

And all of the local people that were sat in the pub, on the corner of the cobbles, came out to watch this horrendous, hullaballoo

Where in the early Autumnal atmosphere, that clean, fresh air turned blue

Samuel was shouting and swearing, and his little face was beetroot red

Oh but if only he had listened to what his old wise, wrinkled Papa had said

As he was lying half asleep, with one eye open, in his ever so comfortable, kingsize Grannie Agnus’s bed

Next door to his old folks big farmhouse, and five doors down from the dirty, dairy Cow shed

Well it was all thanks to the good Lord above, when the neighbouring Farmer’s wife Wendy, came trotting along

Coz as soon as she heard the rude raucous and that terrible Stan Smith’s sons song

She jumped off Harriet her horse and she swiftly, hurried along

Now as soon as she had rounded up all of those people from ‘The Ploughman’s’ publican house on that cobbled corner… those pesky Pigs were gone..

And without much more fuss and todo, many waving arms made such light work

Wendy from next doors farm always fancied her daughter’s chances at getting hitched up with young Samuel Smith, so lets say that this helping hand shenanigan was all just part of the perk!!

And to be quite perfectly honest with you, those pigs had just went totally and absolutely bonkers beserk!!!

Mind you, I am pleased to report that nobody made Farmer Stan Smith any of the wiser, but you can bet that one and all welcomed him back, with a sneer and a smirk

 

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Jill Tait

Hot off the press, but saves you waiting til mornin lol ❤️🐷🤣

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Jill Tait

Teehee 🐷❤️🐷❤️🐷❤️

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Jill Tait

No havent had chance yet luv but will do xx

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Greg Etsell

sad rock singer meattloaf died 74 
that got to a bat out hell  

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