Quixote's Windmills

I got out of bed every Sunday morning,

Old as I was; ate a full English breakfast,

Followed by porridge, I was ready for storming

those bastards on the Parish church doorsteps,

The Quakers, Wee Frees, the Muslims n' Jews,

Non-Conformists, Joves Witnesses united as one.

All preaching and pleading;

"don't sit in those pews",

You really don't want to be sitting in here,

Go away, don't cause trouble, don't argue,

Just go to the pub".

So I did most obediently what I was told.

Now the churches are empty and cold.

 

 

 

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Sat 10th Dec 2022 10:42

Thanks all.

I'm mystified by people who've never been to a church in their lives, getting angry at the decline of Christianity?

All those nasty people stopping us going to church!

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Stephen Gospage

Fri 9th Dec 2022 17:20

And I bet they didn't give out free gifts, like the aetheists used to (at least round our way).

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M.C. Newberry

Fri 9th Dec 2022 15:42

I am not a "disciple" of religion but certainly take comfort from
any preaching that produces "Love thy fellow man as thyself",
and creates such fine buildings and music along the way to aid
our hopes for the futue beyond the grave. I also take comfort
from the existence of that other tradition called "the pub" where
we can seek common cause and solace to help keep the faith in
other directions! 😃 In praise of the existence of both, I add my personal "hallelujah"!

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