No One was Before the Blessed Sacrament Between the Hours of 8:00-9:20, 10:20-11:45, & 1:10-1:50
-the parish bulletin
And yet we are always before something: A pint of beer, a tv football match A darts game where the plastic feathers fly Miss Swivelly-Hips in her *****-boots
But still, the small red lamp alone in the dark Shines on for us, for Miss Swivelly too Throughout the careless hours when we neglect Duty for the fellowship of the pub
“No one was before the Blessed Sacrament…” And yet we are always before something
II. “No One was Here for the Weekly Darts Tournament”
-the old geezer in the corner
And yet there is much to be said for the pub: A pint of beer, a tv football match A darts game where the plastic feathers fly Miss Swivelly-Hips – but we have mentioned her
That fluorescent beer ad’s a kind of red The old geezer’s cheeks shine, especially when Miss Swivelley-Hips flirts him for a beer There is an honest joy in fellowship
“No one was here for the darts tournament” (Maybe they were before the Sacrament?)
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