The priest came on at Paddington Sat across from me I nodded in a nonchalant way He gazed inside of me So strange Like he knew Where I was going to Mrs Black, just sex Well that’s not really true There was her friend But that was because Mrs Black had the flu You can understand the sacrifice I made I know you can relate Don't look at me like that I was getting round to Pat and Jill But you should know They said they were on the pill I know I don't see the kids You can understand Being a man of the cloth The busy lives we lead Time just gets away I suppose in a way we’re both the same Tending to our flocks Putting the world to rights Me and you We are the few He got up to leave I feel his hand on my sleeve Enough said He punches me on the head I’m in total confusion He makes the sign Go with god my son I've administered your absolution.
oh man!!! if the priests had that kind of power i would be afraid to go out in public ... how the guilty conscience will take over ones private conversations eh!? thanks for allowing me a seat on this bus .. very relateable for me ..a poignant human moment shared along the way!
E.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
There should would be a lot of soar heads out there.
better than having to say an entire Rosary, i guess!
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
It must be. I've never had the urge to confess my sins.
But probably a quick punch to the hea.. read moreIt must be. I've never had the urge to confess my sins.
But probably a quick punch to the head would do the job.
Past Paddington
In the moments leading
Up to the concussion
The priest understood
they were goddamed
brothers in fornication
So he gave him the
gift of absolution
Now may I ask you
What's the reason
For your confusion?
The poem came on as we have such gems in our parishes too. Great going Paul! ;)
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
Now that I've been absoluted, the confusion has gone.
Now just visit Mrs black, for tea and b.. read moreNow that I've been absoluted, the confusion has gone.
Now just visit Mrs black, for tea and biscuits.
Who said religion was boring.
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