A Limericke about the Human Condition on the Occasion of a Major Scandal that has Acquired a Patina of Cynicism That May Destroy Our Faith as It Is Known to Us
Presented in Its Entirety by the Poet Laureate on the Mundane, the Preposterous, and the Absurd: Sir Percival Blink, Esq. to His Most Excellent, Gracious Majesty, Humbert II, as He Recovers from The French Blight that has afflicted him for These Many Years and Now Threatens to addle the Beauteous Brain of the Goode Queene, Marguerite the Sweete.
The erudite Cardinal Von Trappe
Confessed he was somewhat of a sap
"My acolyte demure….
So pink and so pure….
How could he have given me
The Clappe?"
