Jul 22, 2017
Mary, Mother of God
When Mary came to town, they say, A litter of pups gamboled about Panting, lolling — a happy bunch And her mule fair and stout.
When Mary came to town, they say, She still carries a mother’s love Thirty years unseen, forgotten Scandalized by life above.
When Mary came to town, they say, Mother’s line her hallowed path Roses stiff in shaking hands To this woman without wrath.
When Mary came to town, she said, Forsake all gods but one Kneel before, praise and worship The Mother, not the son.
