4 Worms Church Sermon!

  4  Worms   Church  Sermon! 

For those of you who missed church on Sunday, here is a recap! 

Four worms and a lesson to be learned!!!! A minister decided that a visual demonstration would add emphasis to his Sunday sermon.
Four worms were placed into four separate jars.
The first worm was put into a container of alcohol.
The second worm was put into a container of cigarette smoke.
The third worm was put into a container of chocolate syrup.
The fourth worm was put into a container of good clean soil.
At the conclusion of the sermon, the Minister reported the following results: 

The first worm in alcohol- Dead 

The second worm in cigarette smoke -  Dead 

Third worm in chocolate syrup -  Dead

Fourth worm in good clean soil -  Alive. 

So the Minister asked the congregation -  

What did you learn from this demonstration???  

Maxine was sitting in the back, quickly raised her hand and said, 
'As long as you drink, smoke and eat chocolate, you won't have worms!'

That pretty much ended the service

Kafe Style

Wanpla OK5 tokim Kafe, “Okapa em traipla hap stret, stat lo Kerema na pinis lo Kainantu”...Nenfu em wail pinis na em tokim Akowe yah, “Huh, zu halim,, mipra Henganofi em stat ro Kafetina, Dunantina, Fayantina na pinis ro Argentina, u bikhet bai u kisim tramontina”...

Nature

Guess where I come from

Apr 18

by FEBIJEF

She flirts with the sun

after the shadow.

And he only smirks,

she can’t feel love,
so the clouds daily weep.In her turbulent childhood,
Purari she raised
on a Crater of old, where
gems gleam at night.
And her beloved husband,
with one leg stands guard,
scanning over her curves
With an eye that never shuts. And in his mighty one hand,
He embraces a daughter.
An evergreen green gold
Whose masses of berries
load grey branches heavy
and colour them optimistic
green, delightful yellow,
then rosy red.
But berries can’t fly,
nor walk.
So they sleep,
for the sun’s charm is meagre,
until they too
set with the sun.
Never to rise again!
By: Jeffrey Febi          12 Nov 2009
This poem was first published in the National Weekender, then on PNG Attitude (asopa.typepad.com)