THE APOCRYPHA OF THE REVEREND DAVID RISE (RIP)

4 Jun

THE APOCRYPHA OF THE REVEREND DAVID RISE (RIP)

He didn’t feel well.

He didn’t feel at all well.

The Reverend David Rise

Was on his way to Hell.

 

He couldn’t see much,

He couldn’t see at all much,

The Reverend’s painful eyes

Were beyond a lumen’s touch

 

He was on his way,

He was on his lonely way

Soaring beyond the skies

Or so his good books say.

 

He couldn’t come to grips

Dead men never come to grips…

But his life-long preaching lies

Lay shrivelled on his lips.

 

Hellfire is for the sinners,

For the veriest of sinners

But the Heavenly prize

Shines out for preacher winners.

 

But he didn’t feel well.

He didn’t feel at all well.

The Reverend David Rise

Was on his way to Hell.

© Peter Rogerson 04.06.14

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2 Responses to “THE APOCRYPHA OF THE REVEREND DAVID RISE (RIP)”

  1. pambrittain June 4, 2014 at 10:25 pm #

    Poor guy.

  2. Peter Rogerson June 6, 2014 at 8:02 am #

    I suppose he might be, Pam…

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