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