an EQUAL purgatory

PURGATORY'S

PRIDE

Oh, look at me,

I'm Farrah - "Si"!

I am the talk

Of modesty.

Many children

I've born down,

Many jewels

For my gold crown.

The world it stinks

Of fleshy sin,

My nose is up

Above my grin.

For I thank God

I'm not like them.

My long full skirt

With 12 inch hem.

Oh, look at me

I'm Farrah - "Si"!

I am the talk

Of modesty.

Sometimes they stop

And at me stare

But I just shoot a look

And glare.

And if at Mass

Without a veil.

I'll talk at them

Till they are pale,

And send them running

All tucked tail

Then shout my humble

Prayer and wail...

Oh, look at me

I'm Farrah - "Si"!

I am the talk

Of modesty.

And now I stand

Before the Lord

Waiting for

My crowned reward.

But all He says is

"Look at Me...

And see your

Lack of Charity."

Now I am sitting,

Not so pretty,

In Purgatory's

Love-lost city.

Don't look at me,

I'm Farrah - "Si"!

Please pray for me

Love's poverty!