New Road to Damascus

 

A smart young Jewish couple

Was strolling by a church

When a sign they saw out front

Stopped them in a lurch.

 

“Come in and be baptized,

And we won’t make you rich,

But we’ll give you a hundred dollars.”

Read the enticing pitch.

 

The man dropped all resistance,

And was forthwith drawn inside

Against the grave forebodings

Of his much more prudent bride.

 

Snapped she upon his emergence,

“Did you get your hundred, honey?”

Asked he, “What’s with you people

That you only think of money?”

 

David Martin

 

 

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