Could Mohammed add up?

Allah ( God) created the heavens and the Earth in 6 days.

Now do the math: 2 (for earth) + 4 (for nourishment) + 2 (for heavens) = 8 days; and not 6 days.

Well, are we going to make the list of Gods or not? Do I have to do everything myself?

THAT (REAL) OLD TIME RELIGION

Chorus:
Give me that Old Time Religion,
Give me that Old Time Religion,
Give me that Old Time Religion ...
It's good enough for me!

We will pray to Aphrodite, she's beautiful but flighty.
In her silken see-thru nightie she's good enough for me.

We will pray to Zarathrustra, pray just like we used-to,
I'm a Zarathrustra booster, he's good enough for me.

We will pray just like the Druids, drinking strange fermented fluids,
Go dancing naked through the woods, they're good enough for me.

We will pray to the god Buddha, of gods there is none cuter,
Come in silver, brass or pewter, he's good enough for me.

We will pray with those Egyptians, who built pyramids to put our crypts in
Covered up with strange inscriptions, they're good enough for me.

We will pray to Ra and Ahmen just like Tutankhamen,
And teach our friends embalming, they're good enough for me.

Hare Krishna he must be laughed on, to see me dressed in saffron,
With my hair only half-on he's good enough for me.

I will rise up at early morning, when my Lord gives me the warning,
That the solar age is dawning, he's good enough for me.

We won't worship like the Persians, we'll sacrifice no virgins,
Please control your carnal urgin's, it's good enough for me.

We will all worship the Mother, not the womb of any other.
Virgin, crone and mother, she's good enough for me.

We will pray for New Age Aquarians, and hang out in Planetariums,
Lotta um are Unitarians, they're good enough for me.

We will pray to a god named Odin, in their wooden boats go floatin'
Filled Europe with forbodin' he's good enough for me.

We will pray to the Quakers, oft confused with the Shakers,
Of war they are not makers, they're good enough for me.

We will pray to the god Shiva, the one with many sleeva's
Who destroys all disbelivas, he's good enough for me.

We will pray to Reverend Moony, all our friends will think we're loony.
As we sing this crazy tune-y, but he's good enough for me.

[extra verses from who knows where]

Let us raise a toast to Bachus, We will raise a royal ruckus,
Then we'll lay us down and f**k us - That's good enough for me.

Shall we sing in praise of Loki, Though he left poor Midgard smokey?
Oh, his sense of humor's hokey, But he's good enough for me.

It was good enough for Loki, The old Norse god of chaos,
Which is why this verse doesn't rhyme or scan, But it's good enough for me!

Montezuma liked to start out. Rites by carrying a part out
That would really tear your heart out, But it's good enough for me!

It was good enough for Odin Though the tremblin' got forbodin'
Then the giants finally strode in, But it's good enough for me.

Shall we sing a verse for Thor, Though he leaves the maidens sore?
They always come back for more, So he's good enough for me!

It was good enough for Venus, Of the Gods she is the meanest
And she bit me on my ... elbow But she's good enough for me!

Meeting at the Witching Hour By the Bud and Branch and Flower
Folks are raising up the power And that's where I want to be.

Out of all of these gods and godesses, were there any that could produce a sacred text that didn't contain logical or mathematical errors?