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The Boss is going fishing.
He has no rod or line
He doesn’t have some worms as bait
But things will work out fine
He out to catch a tiddler
That’s hiding on a ship
Jonah doesn’t know it yet
But he’s about to take a dip
The Boss has got a whale
That’s swimming in the sea
Jonah doesn’t know it yet
But he’s the whale’s tea.
Stormy weather’s coming
The ship’s tossed here and there
The sailors scared and frightened
Offer up a prayer
They soon find out it’s Jonah
The Boss is gunning for
There’s no way by rowing
They’ll safely reach the shore.
They’ve rowed right out of choices
And toss Joe over board
Mercy is a luxury
That they can ill afford
Jonah splashes down
And the storm ceases to blow
The sun shines oh so brightly
The wind and waves? - they go
The Boss’s whale approaches
And with a huge big slurp
Swallows up poor Jonah
Ending with a single burp
Now Jonah’s in for trouble
He thinks that he might die
He knows the Boss has put him there
And he knows the reason why
Enclosed in deepest darkness
Jonah prays, ”Hey Boss
I am sorry that I ran away
And that I made you cross
I know that I’ve been banished
And I’m hidden from your sight
I repent in dust and ashes
For I’ve surely seen the light
I will fulfil the vows
That I have made to you
Whatever task you give me
I will be sure to do.”
Now the whale gets indigestion
His belly is quite sore
He vomits out our Jonah
Upon the sandy shore
Jonah rants with passion
“God’s judgement’s on its way
If you don’t repent right now
You will be made to pay.”
They tear their coats and jackets
Put ashes on their head
The Boss’s heart is melted
Forgiveness comes instead
Many stories tell
Of the ones that got away
Jonah isn’t one of them
The Boss has had His way
All fishes have a tail
And tales have morals too
If you want to please the Boss
Do as He asks you to
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