It’s today’s verse ya’ll!
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Well, lemme tell ya, folks! A true word’s like a sturdy ol’ mule—it ain’t gonna up and wander off. But a fibber’s tongue? That’s like a tumbleweed blowin’ ‘round, never settlin’ nowhere! So, stick with the good ol’ honest chit-chat, ‘cause the tall tales? They’re just gonna get ya in a heap o’ trouble!
Well, lemme tell ya, the Good Lord done arranged all us body parts just right. Ain’t no parts better than the others. Ya got yer nose, yer toes, and even yer elbows, all playin’ their part. If’n we was all eyeballs, we’d just be a mess lookin’ at nothin’. We need each other, y’all!
Well, now listen here, partner! Don’t go payin’ folks back for their mischief, keep it peaceful-like. If ya can, get along with everyone ‘round you. Don’t stir the pot, unless it’s for dinner! Just remember, keep your cool, even when the whole dang world’s tryin’ to ruffle yer feathers. Life’s too short for feudin’, y’know!
Y’all best be gettin’ along with each other, no matter where ya come from, ya hear? Don’t get all high and mighty like yer sittin’ on a throne made of gold. Stay humble, mix with folks from all walks—rich, poor, and in-between. Ain’t nobody better than nobody, so let’s keep it friendly, y’all!
Well, when your buddy’s feelin’ down in the dumps, don’t just sit there like a toad on a log—jump in there with ’em! Rejoice when they’re happy as a pig in mud, and when they’re lookin’ like they just lost a chicken fight, be right there helpin’ ’em feel better. Y’all gotta stick together!
Well now, lemme tell ya, this here body ain’t just one big ol’ part, like a big ol’ hunk o’ meat. Nah, it’s a whole mess of different bits, all workin’ together. Ain’t no one part more special than the other; they all got their own job to do, like a family at a hoedown!
Well, ya see, folks, we all got dunked into one mighty fine family, whether we’re a bunch of Gentiles, Jews, free folks, or slaves. Ain’t no matter who ya are, we all got the Holy Spirit fillin’ us up like a jug at a hoedown. So, we’re all part of this here big ol’ body, ya hear?
Well, y’know, keep on a-smilin’ no matter what life throws at ya, don’t let them hard times getcha down. Always be hopin’ for the best, and while you’re at it, pray like it’s your last chance to win the lottery! Just keep your chin up and stay cheerful, ya hear?
Now listen up, y’all! Don’t be slackin’ around when it comes to workin’ for the good Lord. Keep that fire in yer belly burnin’ bright and stayin’ pumped, even when times get tough. Serve folks with all ya got, like you’re makin’ the best pot of chili at the county fair! Heaven’s waitin’ for ya!
Well, lemme tell ya, y’all oughta stick closer than a tick on a hound dog to your kinfolk. Show them good ol’ buddy love, like share’n your last slice of cornbread. Honor each other like you’re all sittin’ ‘round the fire tellin’ stories, ‘cause ain’t nobody got time for no jealous shenanigans!
Well, y’all listen up now! Love folks like you mean it, and don’t be a fake about it. Hate them there bad things, and stick to the good stuff, like a raccoon to a garbage can. Keep your heart wide open and your kindness flowin’, like a big ol’ river in a summer rain!
Listen here, y’all! If ya stand up fer me in front of folks, I’ll brag ’bout you up in the Big Man’s house. But if ya get all shy and keep yer mouth shut ‘round them, well, I reckon He won’t be too keen on ya when ya get to the pearly gates. Ain’t that somethin’?
