She was a lady of great age,
Never smiled,
Always went her own way,
And did her own thing.
Not a pleasant woman,
But once she tried to be a Nun,
That failed as the music inside her
Was not welcomed in the nunnery.
Nearing the end of her life,
The man asked the Mother Superior
To pray for the lady’s soul,
The Nun said “Yes, we can do that,
But you need to fill in a form!”
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 12th, 2023 02:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Wrote this after watching Alan Bennetts film Lady in the Van.
- Category: Humor
- Views: 7
- Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet
Comments5
Some Nuns have bad habits I'm afraid.Good fun poem
So true David, thank you.
Andy
A fine write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
LoL 🩷
🍷👍🤣🌹
Andy
sometimes nun is more .. maybe
It often is Neville.
Andy
That figures. 😔
Of course AP.
Andy
Great write Andy. 👍
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