CURRICULUM VITAE
by John T. Baker
My father was a preacher,
A Servant of the Lord;
We kids were all expected
To work for our Reward.

I played a lot of baseball,
Discovered girls were cool,
Soon learned it was important
To do my best in school.

I went away to college
To study literature
As well as foreign language
And blossomed jour by jour.

I taught Creative Writing,
Coached wrestling in the gym,
Then joined the U.S. Navy
(But never learned to swim!)

I roamed the Halls of Congress
And for a while chased spies,
Went on the lecture circuit,
Pretending to be wise.

I tried my hand at acting
And wrote a play or two,
I entered Poetry Contests
And even won a few.

I made a little money,
Not too much to enjoy,
And never have forgotten
I'm just a country boy.

This life is so intriguing,
Who knows what lies ahead?
But one thing I can tell you .  .  .
I'd rather be read than dead.