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notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK
Saturday, December 20, 2003Verse and worse Steve and Jenny are inviting all who they send a card to this year, to enter a Christmas Haiku competition. Nice idea. Haikus are three lines, five-seven-five syllables long. I've had a go:
last orders for all young sons
born in the wrong place
peace, come to israel
turn on the christmas tree lights
expel the darkness
He went round to say his goodbyes,
But had rather a shock when one of his flock,
A lady, had tears in her eyes.
"Now there's no need to cry," said the vicar,
"There has to be changes, you see,
So you must be strong, and before very long
They'll send somebody better than me."
"That's all very well," said the lady,
Despondently shaking her head.
"But that's why I'm grieving, for when he was leaving,
That's just what the last vicar said."