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A Priest Who Had Schumer Humor

Our priest had almost been a baby boomer,
Who is religious and we even heard a rumor
He did dodge,
Having a massage;
Has friend named Schumer with much humor.

Priest always thought he was so slick;
And in my neck always created a crick;
He had a parrot,
Who choked on carrot,
Also, his each sermon made us sick.

Priest Who Had Rapport with a Rapporteur

Pulled needle out of haystack having straw;
When we looked there a new priest we saw;
Was in demand,
With Bible in hand;
He had great rapport with quite a rapporteur.

Here is what you should do. Have these poems
posted on St. James website and say that they
came from your old church. That ought to raise
an interesting reaction hopefully with satisfaction
and not cause a subtraction.

Priest Was Able and Had Been Stable

Priest was enchanted with Betty Grable,
Her face he saw on apron covering table
Even when shaving,
At her was waving,
At while watching on cute TV which is cable.

Had a priest who was a real cute clucker,
Like a wild rooster who up would pucker,
Head not hollow;
Parish did follow;
Great clam and oyster shucker and chucker.

Sermon A Cliff Hanger Special

About God priest was certain and sure;
Always knowing God is good and pure;
Bull full of;
Of cliff shove;
Parish seemed modest and so obscure.

Had priest who started off being practical,
And when he saw parish became a radical;
Lot of lousy nerve;
Not a conservative;
So they then sent him on a long sabbatical.

Singing of priest, parish will want to access,
So they can try to straighten out big mess;
With much rage, 
Turned Bible page,
That said to purchase choir a new dress.

Priest saw in choir that some were not here,
Who we always want and do love so dear;
For our Lord,
Should record;
By computer should stay close and near.

They will email a copy of practice to you.

We will email choir practice to all of them,
So they can hear us sing our each hymn;
Heard some thunder;
From came wonder,
So from surface bad stuff we shall skim.

To new priest God to him His spirit He sent;
Should use this when souls want to repent;
In water high or shallow,
They will always follow;
All sin and anxiety the Trinity can prevent.

Priest heard that in choir a chord was lost;
Still floating free and landed on some frost;
We searched for,
More and more;
So Christ for us decided to pay the cost.

Priest decided to give Romney some slack,
Instead of having to stab him in the back;
Makes much sense,
With his experience;
Always Trump should be sure to attack.

When priest had sneezed went achoo,
And then he read Horn's horrible haiku;
Attention drew;
Up he did screw;
In gutter were found where they grew.

Should Suffice and Hope Will Entice

For priest Horns poems should always suffice;
Maybe at least a few of them him did entice,
And total amount,
We cannot count;
To read them must have to pay mental price.

Jim Horn
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