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Feline Grace
in the bathroom is an old jar of vaseline
on seeing it my cat heads for the doors
but really what else can I look forward to
now the virus has curtailed my amours?
when much younger I was an altar boy
serving old father macdonagh at the altar
did he ever give in to wayward thoughts?
did those vows of celibacy never falter?
the convent was replete with pious old nu...
Friday 11th September 2020 11:07 am
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