Twenty Widows
Twenty widows at the confessional pleads,
‘O thou send a soothers as thy spirit leads,
Twenty more long years will make thy servants numb,
A momentary storm that will make thy ladies come’
Amidst the metal grill, the priest subtly grinned,
With a crucifix he bade the hallowed wind,
‘Howbeit thou seekth no pertinence to thine needs,
O twenty widows accept thy Godspeed'.
(c) gafar
‘O thou send a soothers as thy spirit leads,
Twenty more long years will make thy servants numb,
A momentary storm that will make thy ladies come’
Amidst the metal grill, the priest subtly grinned,
With a crucifix he bade the hallowed wind,
‘Howbeit thou seekth no pertinence to thine needs,
O twenty widows accept thy Godspeed'.
(c) gafar
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