Bitter Vicar Poem by Lee Fones

Bitter Vicar



we are gathered here today
to witness in this church
a very matrimonial wedding
with him and that smirch

he's a nice warm bloke
but marrying that lurch
sitting on her bum all day
whilst he's catching yellow perch

remember when i married you
you did absolutely nothing
worthless and lifeless
plus you smelt disgusting

At the end of Luke's gospel,
chapter twenty two
Hallelujah! The church is
much too big to sift through

Friday, July 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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