A CLERICAL ERROR

A young man of vision
felt, given the chance,
he could brighten up Sundays
with song and with dance.

He gathered about him
the old and the young
and showed them all how
a fling should be flung.

They waltzed down the aisles
and danced in the pews
and all in an effort
to spread the ‘Good News’

But after the service,
the young girls all flocked.
He cried “Now behave
or you’ll get me unfrocked.”

The Bishop was worried;
things had got out of hand.
“It’s time that young man
had a sharp reprimand.”

“Don’t be so hasty,”
the Arch-Bishop said,
“He’s just very keen
and it’s gone to his head.

You know, nowadays,
we can’t get the staff.
At least this young man
is a bit of a laugh.”

God sighed as he watched
“He’s rather a terror.
To make him a priest
was a clerical error.”

© Marion Sharville

 

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