The Flying Nun Flies No More
Last week was the Flying Nun's last flight.
Last week she flew to an amazing height.
She flew into outer space and collided with the Sun.
It was the worst case of sunburn, she was well done.
She only weighed 90 pounds and she could fly because she was so thin.
But when we look up in the sky, we won't see Sister Bertrille ever again.
If she had survived, she would've screamed "Ouch!" because she would've been so sore.
The Flying Nun flew but she flies no more.
(This poem is a parody of the TV show.)
Copyright © randy johnson | Year Posted 2014
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