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"adoptees" poems
If you're an agricultural enthusiast, Or gifted tower dwelling urbanite, I know a priest who’ll bless your cockerel, favorite cow, pig, sheep (with a predilection for lambs), tractor and two-seater outhouse, (I once saw a priest bless Farmer Paul’s load of manure). He’ll lift a hand over dog, cat, gerbil, cockatoo, Foster children, adoptees, naturals and the unnatural. They will bless people in love; they will bless their love; But not the union born from their love. All love, he will say, Is Divine. God does not bless sin, said Papa. Tsk, tsk... it's only a blessing, for Christ's sake.
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Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 3:54 PM UTC
Blessings All Around.. Drink Up. On Me.