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The Nasty Old Mayor of Syracuse

The mayor of the city of Syracuse Was widely known as a nasty old recluse He absconded with some funds, Along with cloistered nuns And announced that he had a sacred excuse. July 3, 2021 The nasty mayor led the nuns astray Insisting on having his way each day They prayed for some divine help To stop him helping himself Mayor lost ardour and drove them away. --Belle Bellevue July 4, 2021

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/5/2021 3:29:00 PM

Right out of 'Canterbury Tales!' :) gw

L Milton Hankins
Date: 7/5/2021 4:21:00 PM

Yep, sort of. I think the mayor had been putting up a good front. At least the nuns thought so.

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 7/4/2021 9:38:00 AM

Good one Milton…… The nasty mayor led the nuns astray - Insisting on having his way each day - They prayed for some divine help - To stop him helping himself - Mayor lost ardour and drove them away.….. Belle

Beryl Edmonds
Date: 7/4/2021 10:21:00 AM

Of course, I’d be delighted… Belle

L Milton Hankins
Date: 7/4/2021 9:45:00 AM

Marvelous! Can I add it as a second stanza? I'll give you credit.