He is Religious
Date: Sunday, 2nd September 2012 @ 01:22:34 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: Elizabeth_Dandy
He is religious Lord - is so religious,
His works and deeds egregiously prodigious,
He mortifies the flesh, - fasts thrice a week,
On Fridays he eats carrots mixed with leek.
He sleeps upon a pricky heap of hay,
To keep immodest fantasies at bay,
He tithes, anise, dill cumin and mint,
Thus is secure he hardly ever sinned.
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He met the Lord once in the parking lot,
And cried: "I have my prayer book forgot!"
The Lord replied: "the heart thou hast forgot"
Be off, you lout, get lost, I KNOW THEE NOT !.
(C) Elizabeth Dandy
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