just for fun
Disrespect
A crafty cat crapped in the crypt.
A furtive feline felony,
it left its mark and then it skipped.
The parish priest proclaimed that he
had cause to curse the cunning cat
for sacrilege and blasphemy.
He double damned the dastard cat
that crept into the crypt and crapped.
The theocrat though that was that.
His saintly self-control had snapped.
The phantom feline failed to flee,
the moggy met with no mishap.
The crafty cat quite cleverly
decided it would demonstrate
that it could crap contentedly.
His contempt to communicate
to parish priests. Quite powerless
to declare excommunicate.
Unchristian cats who crap in crypts
or pagan pups, which pee in pews.
They are exempt from his prescript.
All animals act as they choose
they won’t refrain to please the priest
impervious to his abuse.
Such is the nature of the beast
who only do as they must do.
Priests do not matter in the least.
18 Mar. 11
Roflol!!! There is a bright and shining brilliance in the dazzling flourish of your pen Ivor! Magnificent in it's sharply piercing pointedness, this poem pricks the very heart of pomposity. I reckon Al is gonna love this as much as I do!!! I'd bookmark, only my bookmark thingy appears to be broken at present, so forgive me if it doesn't show up. I'll try anyhow! :) k xxxxx