And just to use the lingo: after much
Wrestling at the Seat of Mercy, prayers
And ministrations then I saw the light,
Became converted, got the ecstasy.
I wrote to Lillie who was in Chicago
To seek salvation, told her of myself.
She wrote back, you are cracked—go take a pill....
I know you've come to get your hair trimmed, shaved,
Also to hear my story—you shall hear.
The elders saw in me a likely man