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[for Antonio M---]

That young man, John, the son of Zebedee

is an odd scamp (though now fifteen years old):

for an example, he will often put

his sandals off his feet for any reason,

and walk around quite comfortably barefoot.

Some local elders are a bit appalled

that John (as well as shoeless, he prefers long hair---

cascading almost to his slender waist)

is now one of Jesus' disciples, called

by Jesus from the Lake in Galilee;

at once, John left his father's boats in haste.

The Romans slew Jesus; but He arose

from death---or so His followers have told

any of us who will hear that.  Spring---season

of longer daylight, blooming flowers, and joy---

has come again to vivify our land's

climate:  in Joseph's garden, John now stands

(still flaunting unshod eccentricity:

beneath his robe's hem, see his grass-stained toes,

so soon after sunrise this pleasant morning).

You have asked me---and I will here declare---

why I have disliked John and heaped sharp scorning

on him:  they say he loves a teenaged . . . boy!  

Starward