Old Bri 5 (Old Bri Meets Bigfoot)

An atheist was our Old Bri, a carefree and fun-loving guy. In the mountains one day he hiked, Just having fun, doing what he liked. He nibbled on some wild berries, Had himself a delicious feast. And then something extraordinary occurred. He met a wild beast! This thing was eight or nine feet tall and covered with long brown hair. Frozen with fear, he felt so small, and his lungs were screaming for air. This was Bigfoot, that much he knew, So those tales of Sasquatch were true! He fell on his knees with no more delay; To an unknown God he began to pray. 'Save me from this beast! ' was his cry, At which a loud voice boomed out of the sky: 'Why do you send up this piteous plea? I thought that you didn't believe in Me! ' 'Well, now I have become a believer. I didn't believe in Bigfoot either! '