The Book of God

There is a book seller

He’s roaming around the country

Selling every kind of book.

He could sell, any

He has a giant bag

He takes books from it

Reads them for you

You can buy them or not

But you always do

Cause he is just the best wandering book seller

Of the entire world.

Once

He sold a book to a tree

The book was not made of paper

Of course

But made of light

And it contained only two words

No

Two letters

Α

and

Ω.