HIS EMINENCE—BOREEGARD 1
I was too late for this one,
But the next time they elect a Pope,
I’m throwing my miter
Into the collegial ring!
Holy smoke, who could NOT want,
To stand on Peter’s Roman balcony,
Waving to the adoring multitudes as they shout
BOREEGARD, BOREEGARD! PAPA, PAPA!
And consider the other outstanding perks.
First, they insist on housing you in a palace,
And force feed you on the world’s finest grub—
Then they give you a bulletproof car (later for you Batman).
The ecclesiastical labor contract for Popes,
Clearly states that the pontiff has the inside track
On infallibility—and is by definition,
Always right—no matter what.
On top of all that, there are those gorgeous clothes—
Vestments, robes, ruby slippers, a staggering variety of headgear,
And that huge, kissable hunk of gold on one’s finger.
Oh, what a heavenly gig.
Boreegard
March 15, 2013
I was too late for this one,
But the next time they elect a Pope,
I’m throwing my miter
Into the collegial ring!
Holy smoke, who could NOT want,
To stand on Peter’s Roman balcony,
Waving to the adoring multitudes as they shout
BOREEGARD, BOREEGARD! PAPA, PAPA!
And consider the other outstanding perks.
First, they insist on housing you in a palace,
And force feed you on the world’s finest grub—
Then they give you a bulletproof car (later for you Batman).
The ecclesiastical labor contract for Popes,
Clearly states that the pontiff has the inside track
On infallibility—and is by definition,
Always right—no matter what.
On top of all that, there are those gorgeous clothes—
Vestments, robes, ruby slippers, a staggering variety of headgear,
And that huge, kissable hunk of gold on one’s finger.
Oh, what a heavenly gig.
Boreegard
March 15, 2013
