Church bells ringing.
Church choir singing.
Vicar drunk.
His breath of single malt whiskey stunk.
More tea vicar.
No tea slurred the vicar, i need more strong liquor.
Church bells stopped ringing.
Church choir stopped singing.
Vicar in the pulpit asleep.
His boss in the heavens does weep.
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