God Shuffled His Feet

After seven days he was quite tired, so God said
 "Let there be a day
 Just for picnics with wine and bread."
 He gathered up some people He had made
 Created blankets, and laid back in the shade
 The people sipped their wine
 And what with God there
 They asked him questions
 Like, "Do you have to eat
 Or get your hair cut in heaven?"
 And if your eye got poked out in this life
 Would it be waiting up in heaven with your wife?
 God shuffled his feet
 And glanced around at them
 The people cleared their throats
 And stared right back at Him
 So he said
 "Once there was a boy who woke up with blue hair
 To him it was a joy 'til he ran out to warm air
 He thought of how his friends would come to see
 Would they laugh, or had he got some strange disease?"
 God shuffled his feet
 And glanced around at them
 The people cleared their throats
 And stared right back at Him
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 The people sat waiting
 Out on their blankets in the garden
 But God said nothing
 So someone asked Him
 "I beg your pardon
 I'm not quite clear about what you just spoke
 Was that a parable, or a very subtle joke?"
 God shuffled his feet
 And glanced around at them
 The people cleared their throats
 And stared right back at Him