It's Sunday, I went to my church
Where the pews were of splintering birch
They asked for some dollars
From the back rose some hollers
As two parrots fucked on a perch
Excuse me please, mind if I sit?
On my lap? I'm sure you will fit
My goodness, My Lord!
And, i thought I'd be bored
The things we can learn here on Lit!
The night nurse was making her rounds
She can stand to lose a few pounds
With floorboards creaking
she was eagerly seeking
A patient to caress her huge mounds