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God's call came to you but you did not wish

to be called, so you took ship to Tarshish.

But God prepared a storm and a great fish

to swallow you.  Inside its gut, the smell,

the seaweed, and the darkness press your soul;

and, knee deep in bile, you began to tell

God all your thoughts, repenting to the full.

The fish puked you up on a nearby beach.

You went to Nineveh, the Great, to preach,

and they repented.  At their demonstration,

your anger kindled forth with indignation.

You went out to the east side of the city.

You seethed with animosity; no pity.

A gourd, prepared, provided you with shade.

A worm, prepared, attacked the plant, and made

havoc with your comfort.  But worst of all,

Great Nineveh, repentent, did not fall

despite your fierce, excited protestation.

Now tell me, Jonah, how much did ya bawl?

Starward

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