The Lord regretted that he had made human beings on the earth, and his heart was deeply troubled.
INFINITE (October 10)
I AM YOUR GOD.
BUT. . .let me be clear,
you human beings
were my worst idea.
What was I thinking when I set things in motion?
I only wanted 24/7, unending devotion.
NOT all this dam-ned meshuga commotion.
NOT all this dam-ned meshuga commotion.
Before begetting you damned H. Saps.,
I shudda called the world off, perhaps?
All you people do is kill one another.
Where did that come from? Was it my mother?
(Ah, ma mère.
Mere thought of her induces paralysis.
Even now, after years in analysis.)
Mere thought of her induces paralysis.
Even now, after years in analysis.)
Looking back now, you know what I wish?
I wish Mom got me a couple a' goldfish,
who'd peacefully swim around and around,
smacking their lips, never making a sound.
(Me damn it! I Googled. And Geez-Louise.
Goldfish lip smacking might mean they're diseased!
I never get anything right.
Were I not “Almighty”,
I might be contrite.
This whole schmegegge
ain't what I “planned”.
All I can say is,
“Well, I'll be damned.”)
Were I not “Almighty”,
I might be contrite.
This whole schmegegge
ain't what I “planned”.
All I can say is,
“Well, I'll be damned.”)