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Feb 2019
The beach was quiet and deserted as he cleaned debris from the beach,
He saw a priest, a bishop,a cardinal and The Pope strolling towards him, engrossed in their talk,
As they neared to his side he bowed to each one of them and kissed their hands,
The Pope: Your Holiness,
The Cardinal: Your Eminence,
The Bishop:Your Grace,
The Priest:Father,
It was his lucky day.He was blessed.
Then out of the blue he saw an ethereal  beauty come out of the sea in a bikini 36-24-36,
He cried out,"Oh My God!.
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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     Saumya, --- and Perry
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