The Honest Creationist’s Hymn

There is no god found anywhere,
Or on the land or in the air,
Or back of stars or under sea;
But when imagination flies
(inside my head—God’s paradise)
Then all the world is made by me.

For I am God, it’s plain to see,
And what I wish, it must be true.
That’s why Creation must be taught—-
I wish, and what I wish is “ought”.
And schools are made for wishes’ brew,
From wish in me to wish in you.

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