Chapter 20: 20 - A Total Mess

Poems for Good MeasureWords: 288

Father, you look like a total mess

A priest in need of a girl's caress

Between the sheets your prey she confess

To all the sins you forgot to bless

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Father, you look like a total wreck

A  prick much in need to stand erect

But the pill you took can't resurrect

An anatomy it must correct