In a city like Sydney there has to be
Rookwood – an extremely large cemetery.
Here, and open since Victorian times,
Lie the buried plus associated shrines;
Orderly, each to their own division
In sections according to religion
Or faith. Saint Michael the Archangel,
A statue atop the Catholic chapel
Was, I understood, twice hit by lightning
And obliterated – quite frightening….
(He was the highest point, for all around
Everyone else was horizontal bound).
This time his third incarnation is safe
As a lightning conductor sustains belief.
But devoid of all tact and discretion,
I made my one and only contribution:
‘Twas “God taking the mickey” and verily
This was greeted like I’d dropped a big smelly
In a small crowded room…..