My poet...

A gift from aunt Mee mee

He calls himself a 'husband'
To his 'wife' of 2 wheels;
He's currently saving up to build
A bike of great worth, he feels!

He calls himself an inventor,
With loads of ideas up his head;
He's sometimes like a F1 driver -
"Get out of my way, or be dead!"

He calls himself an entertainer
Sculpturing balloons at a party bash;
He may even be a politician,
Join him - for country, citizens and cash!

He calls himself Joedan -
Well, his sister called him first;
May he overflow with thanks and faith,
Like River Jordan when its banks burst;
May he always ready to repent of sins,
Starting from those which are the worst!
May he, a regular worshipper at Tabernacle,
For God's Word and God's work ever thirst!

tengyan
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