Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Mistaken Identity

St. Peter went on holiday;
So Jesus stepped into his place.
The first man in line, old and grey,
Told Jesus facts to make his case.
"A carpenter, I had a son -"
"Special from the day he was born;"
"Transformed when all was said and done"
"To adoration from such scorn."
"Though happening in time long past,"
"The spirit of my son lives on,"
"His story told foreverlast,"
"For all the world to draw upon."

Jesus cried, "I'm your son, you know?"
The old man peered, "Pinocchio?"