Slightly Dysfunctional

I shared this little poem I wrote about the human condition in my sermon yesterday:

Slightly Dysfunctional

He endured a dysfunctional childhood.

He wed a dyfunctional wife.

They had some dysfunctional children,

And led a dysfunctional life.

So he went to the Lord,

And begged and implored

As he pled his dysfunctional case.

The Lord sighed and smiled

And then replied, "Child,

You're from a dysfunctional race!"