Said the Pope to the nun from Toulouse
Your Trinity’s holey to use
Come sit on my knee
You’re absolved by the See
(To myself I’ll confess once I choose).
- In the last three days, this is all the ever-industrious Anonymous has had time to write. This limerick is lovingly dedicated to that black kettle called the Pope, that pompous liar Cardinal Law and that smarmy snake-in-the-grass, Bishop Blair. The devil loves y’all — (and the devil loves puns in triplicate).