Cardinal's Assassin
An assassin targeted a Cardinal
searched, found him in church praying
He shouted,” Today you’re dead meat.
I was sent to dig this bullet into your head”
Cardinal in a calm tone answered back;
“Fine. You’re welcome. Give me ten minutes.
Let me finish prayers then you do your work.
You’re my guest. Sit, enjoy some altar wines”
Cardinal prayed and the assassin enjoyed
One, two bottles and he went to washroom
Cardinal tiptoed to check delaying visitor
Deep in slumber he was; wine bottle in mouth
“Lord God, forgive him. Let him sleep, dream.
I’ll keep him here”, Cardinal prayed by his side.
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