Ain't

AIN‘T

He was just a little boy,
On a week’s first day.
Wandering home from Bible school, And dawdling on the way.  

He scuffed his shoes into the grass; He even found a caterpillar.
He found a fluffy milkweed pod, And blew out all the ‘filler.’

A bird’s nest in a tree overhead,
So wisely placed up so high..
Was just another wonder,
That caught his eager eye.  

A neighbor watched his zigzag course,
And hailed him from the lawn;
Asked him where he’d been that day
And what was going on.  

‘I’ve been to  Bible School He said and turned a piece of sod.
He picked up a wiggly worm replying,
‘I’ve learned a lot about God.’  

‘M’m, very fine way,’ the neighbor said, ‘for a boy to spend his time.’
‘If you’ll tell me where God is, I’ll give you a brand new dime.’  

Quick as a flash the answer came! Nor were his accents faint. ‘I’ll give
you a dollar, Mister, If you can tell me where God ain’t.’

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