Sunday, October 6, 2019

Are You Going to the Parish Picnic? - poem

Lawrence Hall
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Are You Going to the Parish Picnic?

Benedíc nos Dómine et haec Túa dóna quae de Túa largitáte súmus sumptúri.
Per Chrístum Dóminum nóstrum. Ámen.

Miz Busy with her homemade apple pies
Uncle Alfie lapsing into a snore
Young lads and lassies making goo-goo eyes
Miss Billie’s cookies (shhh…they’re from the store)

Children frolicking only with their ‘phones
Jolly old Ed basting burnt barbecue
An altar boy gorging until he groans
The teenagers’ gross game of choke and chew

Young marrieds getting into a squabble
Politics roaring like a thunderstorm
Bubba came drunk; he’s beginning to wobble
Tox ‘tater salad that’s gotten warm

Unidentifiable glop upon a stick –
No, I’m not going to the parish picnic

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