Once upon a time the LORD thy God made rain
To flood the Earth and wash the world of sin.
And led Noah to set a boat amain
The good to rescue, a new world to begin.
As the ancient of days grows older yet
And man mistakes himself for the divine,
Each debt we take on and wish to forget
We see in the stars as a wond'rous sign.
Our political tribes, nation and kind
Holy church and the Federal Reserve
We call on for rainbows over the pines
And offer piously, proudly to serve.
And each lump is Mount Ararat seen while
We worry our sweat is raising the Nile.
REDEEM, v.t. To reclaim from repossession.
4:15 PM **UPDATE** I just did the New York Times Crossword Puzzle from March 22. 18-Across was an eight-letter word for "Geographic feature depicted in the Armenian Coat of Arms." I never imagined sonnet-writing could be this productive.