THE
HABITUAL
HEIST
"I am the Mother of fair love, and of fear and of knowledge, and of holy hope." (Ecclus. xxiv)
She's not just hope
But holy hope
Of love and fear
That's fair
Knowledge for
The sheep to Pope
Pretentions
She'll not bear
So when a priest
Came from the east
Non-Asian
Known as Peres
Joined west's
Coast-east
St. Philly's Feast
To draw up and declare
Against the day
Shout, "Viva...Rey!"
They call them "brave-priest
Fighters!"
But Mother sees
The cash they squeeze
Will help them buy
Some mitres
And yes, it's bad
The times are sad
For One, True,
Church of Christ --
But some true Trads
Have turned to fads,
Our inheritance,
Their habitual heist!
HABITUAL
HEIST
"I am the Mother of fair love, and of fear and of knowledge, and of holy hope." (Ecclus. xxiv)
She's not just hope
But holy hope
Of love and fear
That's fair
Knowledge for
The sheep to Pope
Pretentions
She'll not bear
So when a priest
Came from the east
Non-Asian
Known as Peres
Joined west's
Coast-east
St. Philly's Feast
To draw up and declare
Against the day
Shout, "Viva...Rey!"
They call them "brave-priest
Fighters!"
But Mother sees
The cash they squeeze
Will help them buy
Some mitres
And yes, it's bad
The times are sad
For One, True,
Church of Christ --
But some true Trads
Have turned to fads,
Our inheritance,
Their habitual heist!


