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• 1. Mike Cope  |  April 13th, 2006 at 2:40 am

  

  The Terrible Tale of Pastor D’s Encounter with Urology

  Pastor D was feeling good
  As well-behaved preceptors should:
  He never sinned, he never thought
  About things that he didn’t ought,
  Nor ever lusted for a lass
  or coveted his neighbour’s ass.

  He had set out to write a sermon
  Condemning scientists as vermin:
  This evolution made no sense,
  God spake, and made the world commence,
  And everything has turned out fine
  Due to Intelligent Design.

  But while he penned this screed of blame
  A twinge of pain shot through his frame,
  An agony as fierce as chilli
  Between his anus and his willy.
  And thus it was our firebrand
  Was let down by his prostate gland.

  A cry rose up from in his heart:
  “The human body’s not so smart!”
  And then a thought (quite unbecoming)
  “God damn this god-damned human plumbing!”
  All mixed up with this wisdom-pearl:
  “God don’t exist, or She’s a girl!”

  And now, wracked with both pain and grief
  He cannot pee, has no belief.
  So while Intelligent Design
  May be OK if you feel fine
  It doesn’t do to mix a smidgeon
  Of logic in with your religion.

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