Whenever He visited Norfolk
(Which wasn't often; the wet weather
Depressed Him) the God of Jonathan Edwards
Lodged with James Woodforde's God,
Spending hours glumly watching the rain.
The Two of Them spent long evenings
Crafting miniature bespoke miracles or
Debating the proper use of spiders.
Jonathan Edward's God insisted
Spiders were meant to be held over
Huge fires with gloating detestation,
Symbols for the infinite hatred
He felt for mankind. Woodforde's God
Rather liked spiders. Also people.
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