The Pilgrims Picnic

Who knows who would 'true valiant be' when you can't see beyond the end of your nose? who knows? It has to be Sunday some day and today is some day for some hymns and hers (towels in the bathroom) down the stairs toast and preserves in the conservatory not mandatory but it's Sunday. God must be reeling in shock wondering what he has done Jesus is getting the backlash it's always a Sunday for some. I'm going to queue up for my holy wine and wafer it's safer not to sit upon the fence and where else can you find this kind of entertainment for a pound or even less, for fifty pence? beyond when I pass into poets corner where the monks and Friars sort wheat from the chaff I shall laugh I shall rhyme have a bloody marvellous time Who knows who '..would true valiant be..'