A Wendy’s in Dover


I found God in a Wendy’s in Dover
And I asked Him what He was doing there.
He said it was as good a place as anywhere
And He wasn’t afraid of the common.

I met God again at an Exxon in Memphis
And I asked Him where He was going next.
He said, “Miss Sherry’s” and I looked perplexed,
But He knocked on the townhouse next door.

I ran into God in a bar in South Philly
And I asked Him what He was drinking.
He said, “It’s alcoholic, not O’Douls like you’re thinking.”
And so I ordered one of the same.

I saw God again in the line at the Walmart
And I asked Him what He was buying.
He said, “Nothing–I’m only just trying
To get your attention and an invitation.”

I told God He could come visit my house
And I asked Him to stay for dinner.
Even though I was a sinner
He forgave me and stayed forever.

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