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Father Why’s Glob               *And whan he rood, men myghte his brydel here                     Gynglen in a whistlynge wynd als cleere                     And eek as loude as dooth the chapel belle*                                                         -Chaucer A famous priest takes pictures of his meals Writes detailed notes on how they were prepared As he airplanes around the world attending meetings To talk about people he doesn’t like A famous priest takes pictures of more meals Almost cellular closeups of bits of meat While he is flying holy in first class And praising his cabernet sauvignon A famous priest promises prayers (and cookery tips) If you will send him money for his many trips
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 4:01 PM UTC
Father Why's Glob
Father Why’s Glob               *And whan he rood, men myghte his brydel here                     Gynglen in a whistlynge wynd als cleere                     And eek as loude as dooth the chapel belle*                                                         -Chaucer A famous priest takes pictures of his meals Writes detailed notes on how they were prepared As he airplanes around the world attending meetings To talk about people he doesn’t like A famous priest takes pictures of more meals Almost cellular closeups of bits of meat While he is flying holy in first class And praising his cabernet sauvignon A famous priest promises prayers (and cookery tips) If you will send him money for his many trips
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com. It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 4:01 PM UTC
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