Holiday Party

IN

AND OF

I was in.

But never of.

Choosing right

When pushed to shove.

Always pure.

Always chaste.

Moulded clay

Of modest taste.

Rarely used

A cussing word.

Rarely spoke

What I had heard.

Rarely wanting

All I spied.

Only needing

Grace inside.

Then one night

A dinner in.

I was not -

Of all their sin.

A forward couple

In reverse,

With philanderer

My tongue was terse.

I turned my head

Away from lips.

Pretty, painted

Gossiping drips.

Then the feast,

Our drinks were poured.

I - not of -

Must thank Our Lord.

"God immortal

Be adored" -

I didn't deny!!

I just...

ignored.