and Tweedle Dean
resolved to have a battle
For Tweedle dumb said Tweedle Dean,
was full of bullshit prattle
Just then flew by a monsterous crow
As black as a tar barrel
that frightened both these idiots so
they sulked instead of quarrelled.
Where do the Diocese send finished Clergy?
and why do we avoid Chichester?
Nutters on mobility scooters knocking pedestrians of pavements and looking for their lost dog collars!
A shiver ran round the General Synod, looking for a spine to run down!