Cuddly Vicars #8

by grimbeau

atkin

 

Feeling lucky, mucky, clucky?

Spike the Curate’s eggs.

Wind’s dropped, termite respite;

north-westerly’s will freeze

your bollox off.

No vest for the whack-ed.

Fools down tools

play pooh-sticks in the urinal,

paper boats float upstream

(a blocked drain in Sao Paulo).