Life

The Final Inspection

The Soldier stood and faced God,Which must always come to pass.He hoped his shoes were shining,Just as brightly as his brass. ‘Step forward now, Soldier,How shall I deal with you?Have you always turned the other cheek?To My Church have you been true?’ The soldier squared his shoulders and said,‘No, Lord, I guess I ain’t.Because those …

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