One quiet evening at the door arouse a clatter
Father Francis awoke to see what was the matter
Quickly from his old spring bed his sprang
For the door bell noisily it rang
At the door seven young priests stood
Looking like a cold, hungry and tired brood
The quiet little town they will move to
Accommodation will have to be make do
Concerned Father Francis had to be sure
That the new shepherds were pure
And his flock would be in good hands
For a good test clever minds had to band
The town elder council members he did call
But for this one they were not on the ball
Til dawn they pondered and pondered
For a solution they were floundered
Tired Father Francis prayed for any sign even prime
Winds whirled in teasing to a rattling the bells to a chime
What a grand idea! suddenly Father Francis smiled!
Bring the visitors in, happily he cried!
Quickly call Magdalene, he called out.
You want the town’s slut here? someone muttered in doubt
Sexy, big bosomed Magdalene walked in
Seeing all her tricks of the trade Father Francis did grin
The plan in her ears he whispered in an undertone
Undress, Father Francis ordered the visitors, as you were born
Little silver bells the visitors were given
The grand test will now be proven
On their manhood the little silver bells were tied
A platform for queries they were all denied
To music Magdalene started dancing
In her school girl outfit she was prancing
With the pink ribbons she looked like a young teen
Closely watching the visitors, no reaction was seen
One by one her outfit she started shedding
The end the visitors were all dreading
Low whimpering of a little bell could be heard
Loud got the bell as the bra was shred
Magdalene in a frenzy she danced
So loud was the bell that off it lashed
The bell went clattering to the ground
The hall went quiet, the clattering did astound
To the youngest of the priests slowly they all turned
With embarrassment his young face burned
Successful test, thought Father Francis with a sigh of relief
In the young one the incident shaken his belief
But thankful that the bad shepherd had been found
His flock will now be safe and sound
Picking up the bell, forward a few steps the young one took
Bending over he did to reach for the bell without its hook
The whole room suddenly shook with vibrating angry sounds
As all the other bells started ringing out loud
Copyright Sandra A. Mushi . All rights Reserved
What an ending!
Gina
meaan humor ....? You've combined it Really well and
really funny!
PEACE',
Rich Criso Suarez
Alls well that ends well;-)
This is a riot! a hoot! the kind of read that is the high point in a session of reading. One expression after another had me on the floor... the poetry, the rhymes, the rhythm... a supreme treat for the brain, indeed. Love it. katy xox
David
Ron
Paul;-)