Dog Day Afternoon
The priest was taking confession
to absolve in Jesus' name,
when in came, let's call him, Mr X,
to protect him from his shame.
He had some terrible sins to confess,
many a sordid crime,
he carnally enjoyed canines
and he did it all the time.
The priest was quite beside himself,
he got into a frightful lather,
said 'Mother of God how low can you stoop?'
and was told 'A corgi Father.'
I saw a challenge in the Writers Resource forum to write a poem about a joke. But I just wrote a joke into a poem. I have the voice of Dave Allen in my head when I reread this poem back to myself. I think it might have been his joke in the first place. he used to do some really funny religious jokes, I especially liked the sketches involving coffins and the one with a high ranking church official being carried around in a box thing with sticks for the priests to carry it with - is it called a sedan chair? I think so.
Hope no-one's offended. I always found this joke funny.