By Jack Brummet
Jericho was locked down
tighter than a submarine.
It made Helms Deep and
Fort Knox look porous.
Joshua studied the walls,
trying to find a way in,
When a man with whirling
gaslight eyes appeared.
"Hey you! Spook! Are
you for us, or against us?"
The spook whirled around,
rattled his sword
And grew ten feet tall and
five feet wide.
"I am the General of
all Generals."
It was The Lamplighter
himself. "Take the shoes
From your feet on my holy
ground,
And follow the ark, with
seven priests with seven trumpets.”
Joshua told the peasants, "All
right, beat feet!”
Seven priests tooting
seven horns led the parade
Around and around and
around Jericho
Like Sambo marched the
tigers around the tree,
Or the way the earth spins
in the dark around the sun.
They marched in silence
six long days.
On the seventh day they
lit out at dawn
And marched around the
city seven times.
After the seventh orbit,
the priests blew a cadenza
And Joshua said to the
people, "Shout"
They roared louder with
each passing minute,
And the walls came
tumbling down.
They destroyed everything
with a heartbeat:
Every man, woman, animal
and bug,
Young, old, red, yellow,
black and white,
Fell on the sword.
Joshua was the Lord’s boy
now.
He became famous
throughout the country
And put the hairy eyeball
on anyone
Who even thought about
resurrecting Jericho.
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