Frying Pan's Theology

Snowflakes are falling
Gentle and slow,
Yougster say "Frying Pan
What makes it snow?"

Frying Pan, confident
Makes the reply-
"shake 'im big flour bag
Up in the sky"

"What! when there's miles of it?
Surely thats brag.
Who is there stong enough
Ahake such a bag?

"What parson tellin' you
Old mister Dodd,
Tell you in sunday-school?
Big pfeller God!

Him dive 'im bullock dray
Then thunder go;
Him shake 'im flour bag-
Tumble down snow!"
A.B paterson