Me and Mini-Me

Let's play a game, It's called, what's my name,

You are dad, and I'm your son,

You and I, always have fun.

We will forever, play this game,

It's called, what's my name.

It's going to always be, the two of us,

We then know, it'll never be a fuss.

Dad, when will this game ever stop,

Only when, I make you drop.

You will drop, and give me ten,

Stand up, drop down and do it again.

I am God, but you are not,

This is what, makes you very hot.

Tell you what Dad, let's switch sides,

Then we'll each, be each other's ride.

I'll be, God for a day,

That's a game, I'd really like to play.

Once we start, we'll see how it feels,

You already know, I want to steal.

In your game, I never win,

You say, let's do it again.

You never let me play God, and I know why,

I will never give up, and continually will try.

You say Mini-Me, sit your ass down,

And there I sit, with a frown.

That's when I realize, I've just sinned,

And make a vow, not to do it again.

You're the Father, and I'm the son,

I must learn, to get things done.

Don't forget, the clock on the wall,

The one that sits, right down the hall.

Your Father

God

Riddle Time: When will the clock stop?

Answer at the bottom of this post. Be patient, read the entire post. My son has a story to tell.

Revelations

Father says, you're getting better and better, each day.

Well, Dad is a lot of fun, I've seen Him like this before. Normally He just does things Himself. Now, He's gonna do the heavy stuff: bombing raids, hails of thunder and all that other good shit. He wants me to do the cleanup of all remaining “riff-raff”. Which is why He's playing all these games with me. I had a dream last nite, He dropped off my assignment and then, “Poof”, He was gone. Kinda shook me up, because I need a couple more weeks. I'll be good then.

Father told me, even though you didn't tell Him, you really looking forward to this.

Well, you know He is God who shoots down hail, with His lightning rod. With His superpower, mind reading ass, of course, He knows what I think. It's all good. I'm listening better, and learning to play His game, His way. He's wearing me down, which was His sole purpose.

Father tells me, you may be getting married soon.

Well, I hope not too soon, as I don't have anyone in mind.

Father says, “yes you do”, you just haven't seen her in a while.

That's the thing with you two, you always on my ass.

Dad.

What Lil Grasshopper?

You know, your peeps in heaven know and Father definitely know, you need to always be watched. You have a habit of straying.

What's your damn point? I do what I want to do.

Father said, not too far from the circle.

No prob, I like breathing and keeping all my body parts. Dad been on me today about me straying.

Night Dad.

Nite Rose.

Back to our regularly scheduled program

My son has finally gotten his groove back, but not in the artistic canvas way. “The Art of War”, yes Mini-Me by far, is the most experienced commander on planet Earth. You'll see: he was trained by me (God).

Your Father

God

Answer to the riddle: You need to look at the clock, it will surely stop. Read WWIII (The Aftermath) Here I Come