THE PARSONS' SILLY SEASON.

NZ Truth, Issue 100, 18 May 1907, Page 5

THE PARSONS' SILLY SEASON.

Lets shout, aild yell, and dance and sing, ■ The Parson's now are on the wing. The summer they have used for play— • The wmter sends then m to prey— ■ No, pray! When sunimer gives its days of heat,. The Parsons trot about a treatBut winter comes and drives them iff And so they look and thirst for • SinNo, Sfn! i The' Winter, nights axe cold ijitf ' long . - Wfoen Parson sings his holy sonar : But Summer comes and off ha starts, And has a time with all his tarter-* ' . No, parts. Now Winter's on us once again, And Parsons pure without a stain. Have made a move by Book and. -ben * jT 0 cast the T o te right into hell— No, well. Then Docky gibb and j. j. ■ norUf Are churning, things once more t« froth. Their corpse the Bible (OH! Hoi* Fear) Ti They've resurrected' from its beer— No', bier. Beware 0 kid who plays the fool. Take care ye of the Two-up-schooW The Parsons now are out to fleec» Ye of your sins, and feel ypTir pieceNo, peaces L>ok'otft G girls who paint "the face! Oh mind ye maids who pull the l&cel The Parson has a sense of taste* . And arms to circle any waist~ Np, waste. ''■ So all or us give yell and dance. Flic Pardon's out with spear aniß lance. . ■ He'll sheath- his lance m what ha can, For after all he's just hu-man.— No, woTinan. SCOOT SPRUIT. 9th May, 1907