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Let Us Pray

Our vicar her first name is Cindy When preaching bad nerves make her windy Sermons last half an hour Foul farts make us cower Her Christian name should have been Sindy 10/24/20
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Krutsinger Avatar
October 29, 2020 at 4:51 AM
Ah, she sounds like a wonderful trump-like gal to me! And her rump-is-like-wow!
Laurie Avatar
October 26, 2020 at 4:00 PM
G’day Jan … I wonder who the Vicar is calling foul on. I’ll bet the church fills up from the back rows - thanks for the giggle Jan - Lindsay
Watt Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 9:04 PM
Lol! I imagine the text she was preaching on was Isaiah 26:18 "We were with child, we writhed in pain, but we gave birth to wind". Hugs ~ John
Horne Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 12:25 PM
LOL, love this!
Koplin Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 11:54 AM
Awesome Jan!! Windy Sindy
Buehler Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 8:24 PM
She certainly lives vicar-iously! :0
Wolf Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 6:02 PM
Now, changing her name to Sindy would be a real gas! Then she could be Sindy on Sunday! Good one, Jan. :) gw
Dietrich Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 5:06 PM
GREAT word play. I never thought before of the hidden meaning in Cindy!!
Rose  Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 3:00 PM
lol now that's more like it, I love your funnies Jan. they make my day, almost Halloween time . Gonna go read your Halloween poem next , thank you for sharing.
Lawless Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 2:36 PM
AH, the essence of brimstone amid the congregation....SALVATION
Allison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 1:32 PM
lol thanks John:-) hugs Jan xx
James Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 2:30 PM
Bet those candles are kept well away lol, a fun funny write Jan, Emilia : ) x
Allison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 1:32 PM
ha ha ha I LOVE that comment:-) hugs jan xx
Leffanta Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 12:02 PM
Lettuce prey everyday! Fowl farts are sweeter! Aloha! Rico
Allison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 1:31 PM
I did a poem in my early days at soup called 'lettuce pray!:-) hugs jan xx
Riding Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 11:13 AM
Nice one Jan!! Perhaps flatulence makes the heart grow fonder? lojl !! Keep up the good work.
Allison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 1:30 PM
lol thanks Tim:-) hugs Jan xx
Cunningham Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 11:02 AM
You could say they were blown away by her sermon lol
Allison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 1:30 PM
lol, I'm relieved its fiction:-) hugs jan xx
Y. Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 9:20 AM
Lol! Jan, This is so funny! Cindy should have asked the congregation can she be excused, and stepped outside:-) Alexis
Allison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 1:29 PM
lol, gad its fiction:-) hugs jan xx
Buhagiar Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 9:09 AM
She should take some carbon pills. ~~
Allison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 1:28 PM
or charcoal biscuits lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Proxenos Avatar
October 24, 2020 at 9:03 AM
LOL, LOL, Sindy would be appropriate under the circumstances! Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Allison Avatar
October 25, 2020 at 1:28 PM
thanks Jennifer:-) hugs jan xx
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