Sat waiting for the high school kids
To troop into his dark confessional
And there admit to what their ids
Had done against what God commanded.
He loved it since they were so candid.
A girl came in, was blessed, and said
She’d done it here with Father Ed.
The priest heard this and almost fainted;
But when he had regained his sense
He asked her why? “Was false pretence,”
She said. “He claimed that I’d be sainted.”
At this the priest lost all control
And said, “But how?” “Your glory hole . . .”