cursory nursery rhymes

By Diogenes ( articles ) | Dec 11, 2005

Repeat after me:

This is the law that God built.

This is the Church that taught the law that God built.

This is the boy that served the Church that taught the law that God built.

This is the priest that boffed the boy that served the Church that taught the law that God built.

This is the dean, indicted for porn, that shifted the priest that boffed the boy that served the Church that taught the law that God built.

This is the mom, betrayed and forlorn, that complained to the dean, indicted for porn, that shifted the priest that boffed the boy that served the Church that taught the law that God built.

This is the bishop, shaven and shorn, that lied to the mom, betrayed and forlorn, that complained to the dean, indicted for porn, that shifted the priest that boffed the boy that served the Church that taught the law that God built.

And this, boys and girls, is a stunt by which a man who rejoices in the sexual appetites of bad bishop, bad dean, and bad priest, will distribute condoms before Mass outside the Philadelphia cathedral to protest the Church's response to pedophilia. Why condoms, you ask? To trap the germ the kills the cell that guards the health that powers the poofs that hate the Church that taught the law that God built.

But the law, obeyed, makes the germ inconsequent and keeps the acolytes safe. Can't help but think our man's got a problem there somewhere.