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Every Sunday
It is what I looked for as I passed through the
Old front wooden door
A box of big crayon colors
Neatly arranged on the front three rows
So colorful
Like Rudolph the red nosed reindeer
You would even say it glows
Right in front
Tit and tat
High and low
Big and small
The Baptist hats
And it doesn’t have to be Easter Sunday
Florescent orange, blue and green
The most electric hues you’ve ever seen
And single deacons and them on the make
Hit the downtown men’s store on Broadway
And take every electric shade of pastel
Turn it into a Sunday suit
And God knows how they did it
Match the colors with shoes to wear
I swear
Sometimes I need to cop a pair of shades just to see
This weekly exhibition of Baptist Christianity
I was always curious to ask what this all had to do
To escalate the saving the wayward souls who were lost
I was also curious to know
How much all of this Baptist color would cost
Subtracted from the weekly household paychecks
But not withheld from the weekly amount of tithes
Softly placed in the collection plates
Weather the colorful Baptist hats, suits and shoes
Got them deacons the dates they were hunting for
Back to the men’s store the next morning
To see if more colors were in stock
And while there
Choosing more accessories to rock for the next Sunday service
Colorful Baptist suits, shoes and the Baptist hats
The quests
I guessed
To increase the rolls of salvation
Neatly arranged each week on the front three pews
Baptist hats
Large, small and in a wide array of colorful hues
