The Secret Life of Jesus #657
Jun 03 2011 Filed in: Jims Poems
The Secret Life of Jesus #657
When Jesus was in his twenties
His friends were all getting tattoos,
So one day, after too much wine,
When He had a bit of the devil in him,
He decided to get one Himself.
There were so many choices,
He had trouble selecting a design.
Something discrete, He thought,
Maybe a tiny
Star of David.
But the man at the tattoo parlor
Told him to go home.
“You’d just regret it,”
The tat man said,
“If you ever decided
To change your religion.”
When Jesus was in his twenties
His friends were all getting tattoos,
So one day, after too much wine,
When He had a bit of the devil in him,
He decided to get one Himself.
There were so many choices,
He had trouble selecting a design.
Something discrete, He thought,
Maybe a tiny
Star of David.
But the man at the tattoo parlor
Told him to go home.
“You’d just regret it,”
The tat man said,
“If you ever decided
To change your religion.”