Bench Stench
The Vicar sniffed searching for the culprit
As it rose it overtook the pulpit
Stained glass windows wept
As the brimstone crept
The choir hummed so as not to gulp it
©6/20/2023
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2023
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