You shall know the truth
And the truth shall make you odd

Hello across the decades
Ms. Flannery, my name is Todd

I have been to Savannah twice
Like you, prayed
In a Catholic church to God

You are still remembered
I likely forgotten when I'm sod

Everything that rises must converge
Ancient, medieval, post-mod

A good man is hard to find
Especially one with a hot ***

I also don't want to be a nihilist
Not the Path to trod

Those peacocks oh so beautiful!
I bow my head and nod