This was written years ago, when I was a bit more conservative about churchy stuff than I am now. I cherish some of the lighter rhymes.
From the Ramsquaddle Hymnal
I am an Anglo-Catholic priest:
My flock has lots of cash.
My liturgies are Cranmerite;
My jokes are somewhat brash.
The music is celestial,
The incense oatmeal-thick;
Among old-school moralities,
I like to choose and pick.
I am a Canterbury male,
A cleric fond of drink;
I scratch my head at all the odd
Things ladybishops think.
I'm super-fond of monkish chant,
I seldom balk at gin,
I'm waiting for my cheerful church
To quite abolish sin.
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
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Written on 2023-08-15 at 07:53
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