Our Priest Told Us To
Our Priest Told Us To
Our priest told us to be a Trump hater;
That fat slob who is a slithery traitor,
God said forbid;
Trump get rid;
Fed to an Episcopalian enormous alligator.
Oh Say You Should Hear Priest Sing
Oh say you should hear priest sing;
More members to choir he will bring;
Quite a quaint fellow;
He must sing mellow;
Sounds like birds chirping in spring.
Every Episcopalian Who Will Elope
With new priest seemed hard to cope;
Towards sin, his sermons would slope;
With death scrape;
Being out of shape;
Ourselves out of fear soon did grope.
Should Hear Priest Sing Christmas Carol
What we found was our church imperil;
Had heard priest sing Christmas Carol;
Restless rover;
Big barrel over;
Whined like wild cat found to be feral.
Jim Horn
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