The Vicar went to the church
To carry out the service,
As ever he rode his bike
And left it outside the church.
He preached his sermon,
Sang the hymns,
And the service was finished.
He greeted all his parishioners,
Greeted them as they left the church.
All was over so he went to his bike,
It was not there,
He just could not find it,
He asked all,
And nobody knew.
He then thought
I know, I’ll write a sermon,
A sermon based on the ten commandments.
He asked his curate to watch out,
Watch the parishioners
When he said “You shall not steal”.
After the service the curate came to the vicar
And said he saw nobody react it,
To “You shall not steal”
But when you came to the seventh commandment
You shall “You shall not commit adultery”
I then remembered,
Remembered where I left your bike.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just a bit of a laugh for a Sunday morning
- Category: Humor
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Comments4
Oh lol, good write Gold. A similar thing in a church scene in a Carry on film. One walked out, and Vicar said from pulpit 'Ah, glad you are going off to make amendments on your life'. The reply was: 'Oh, it's not that Vicar; I just remembered where I left my hat last night!'
Thanks Orchi.
You made me smile Andy and that is a good day.
Glad I brough a smile to you soren.
Andy
How alienated from the jolly old church are yer? Get in quick before it all turns topsy turvy as the King visits the Vatican for amalgamation talks. Go with the flow. Andy......
Fun write.
I still go to church Dave and am a member as I meet good friends there, sing my heart out and have free parking in town.
Andy
Oh Andy. That was very uplifting. Good write.
Much appreciated Jerry, thank you.
Andy
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