Re: VERY upsetting: -
10-11-2020, 11:24 PM
There once was a poet named Peter,
Whose wife was so foul he'd not... bring her flowers,
He'd write her some sonnets and buy her some bonnets
A bidet was the best way to help her pass the hours.
You poets and your crazy jazz approach... still dong the occasional stand-up routine in L.A.? Word has it you have been hanging around Our Lady of Angels and sneaking into confession again. Good for you. By the way, sanctus rhymes with, roughly, spanked us.
Bless you, my æmettig vessel,
Father Mo
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A Cardinal in the making.
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