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While outside it may be raining,
Inside new priest is entertaining;
To us occurred,
Heard God's word;
Hope forever he will be remaining.

Jim Horn

Priest With Parish Was Intermingling

When priest with parish was intermingling,
Left sensations causing us to be tingling;
While in harbor,
Saw his barber;
Be a clown in circus of Brothers Ringling.

Many things about our priest seem so weird;
Heartbreaker who wore a handsome beard;
Big Bible thumper,
While at Ft. Sumter,
And by many husbands has been feared.

You ought to hear our choir at practice;
Concentrated while sitting on a cactus;
Noise was loud,
And were endowed;
We said they should go on a sabaticus.

Jim Horn

Adherence to Clearance and Disappearance

To many things there must be adherence;
Could be results of another new clearance;
Something buy;
So we will try,
And for it we will have to run interference.

Jim Horn

I keep going over ten again. Oh, well.

God's care upon me please do cast, 
Even if  flag has been at half mast;
Fulfils my need; 
Me does feed, 
And know forever will last and last.

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