Confusing the Godfather (c)
By Michael Casey
Our Godfather, or rather the kids Godfather
is a gentle gentle man
who rides a bike and has legs made of iron
he is also an organist and piano teacher too
But when I talk to him he hasn't got a clue
maybe one or two
as I switch to 6 gear and let rip
no not farting in a car
but I let the Surreal out
and you had better be quick to keep up
I always say I'm a SOB and they do agree immediately
though when I say SOB Son of a Blacksmith
they just say they thought the other way or one
see what words have I become
So I rattle off a story or two and my bulk obscures the view
and I may insert rhymes just because I hate those who do
the illiterate who never read a book and can only say ____
the tic toc generation, the selfie taking crew without a clue
who don't think and just twitter
the swirling mob, who think Trump's clever
when really Never is the only word to use about him
and how did the GOP get so corrupted
Because Power does that, and absolutely corrupts corruptly
And Ukraine can go to Hell
because they are really Russians anyway
So with such ignorance as that
no wonder I get out the prayer mat
and say the Rosary
because everything is linked
and if you let a piece of God's rich tapestry fall
soon there will be none at all
so this is all I have to say for today
as my hernia in the middle of my chest is hurting
and at least the Tinnitus has calmed down for now
but I have a headache instead
So please God give us this day our daily bread
and may USA wake up
and let Putin be removed
as EVIL is EVIL no matter what people say
and no matter how people pretend
In the end Peace is all we need
If we Love our neighbours as we should
then God is Good, God is Good
Pity Man is not good enough, yet
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