Climbing for Jesus
I went
Up Pen-y-Ghent
I was spent
Dumb wit!
A fool
From Sunday School
A mule
For Christ
There was a fox and
Horses’ hocks
Up there on the rocks
No shit!
Stupid boots
Catholic roots
Home to roost
In wet tights
Aren’t they all bent,
Hunters of souls’ rent?
Tally ho
I went
©suzanne conboy-hill 2011
Pen-y-Ghent is a fell in the Yorkshire Dales. This happened. Even the fox.
Dr Suzanne Conboy-Hill 
Jesus looks a bit stoned on that painting…just saying…
yes, I know, going to hell for making that comment 😉
Liked it, your poem I mean, not Jesus being high on somethig (tsk tsk Jesus)
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That’s the missing n for the “somethig” I wrote on previous comment (pedantic anal writer)
See you there, then! For the missing ‘n’. I suspect Himself has us all stitched up already. Might as well just enjoy!