My Rosary
A young Priest received an assignment
to a desolate, faraway sight.
The Bishop went for a visit
to make sure everything was alright.
The Bishop advised the young Padre
then asked "How do you like being here?"
The Priest replied "It's been real easy to cope
because of my Rosary and beer."
"Before you go on your way, my Grace
now that I've heard what you think.
How about a glass of beer for the road?
Hey Rosary - Bring the Bishop a drink!"
Copyright © Ralph Taylor | Year Posted 2011
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