Lines Written on the Occasion of Benedict XVI's Visit to Edinburgh

Sep 16, 2010 09:45

The Pope,
Like a man from Bhop-
al, finds it tricky to cope:
can't smoke dope,
can't elope.
He must hope
Calliope
will allow him to lope
to a place he can mope.

But nope!
That door won't ope.
Our unfortunate Pope
must instead climb a rope
that's been slickened with soap
(in a vile shade of taupe)
and not fall off (you 'ope).

[This page made with Zope.]

In case there were any doubt, I am perfectly aware that that's not how you pronounce "Calliope" :-)

scotland, religion, poetry, edinburgh

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