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My Poem for those of you that like poetry. Have a great day now Bern................Peace Proud and Tall As he strolled along the ground, His feet made a mighty sound. Who will fight me he loudly roared, Behind him the Philistines were rather bored. Goliath the Philistine that was his name, Mocking the Israelites his claim to fame. Big and strong, A giant of a man, He had a weird and wonderful plan. If an Israelite could conquer him, On the bloody field of battle. Then the Israelites would not be slayed like cattle. To fight such a giant of a man, Israel had no soldier with such élan. Saul wrung his hands was there nothing they could do. His army was helpless and did not have a clue. Then along came David a lad with a courageous heart, He picked up five pebbles it was at least a start. With a pebble in his sling he faced the Philistine, Then he twirled his sling till it began to whine, Slinging it at Goliath, it certainly struck home. Goliath fell toppled by a small stone, David was a young Lad tending sheep and goats. He was brave enough to stop Goliaths Gloats. Going to Goliath he drew the giants heavy sword, And parted his head from his spinal cord. The lesson of this story, it does not matter how tall, Even the proud and the mighty can be brought to a fall. Bernard Shaw. http://members.teleweb.at/bernard.shaw/poetry.html [log in to unmask] If your face wants to smile let it. If not, Make it.