SEAT OF LEARNING
In those halcyon days at university
Our lively intelligence or our esprit
Meant heads were encouraged towards the noetic
But our hearts gravitated to embrace the poetic
Our fecund, fertile minds, proved greatly to suit
As our high minded imaginings bore great fruit
GREEN HILLS
In the lee of the mountains with snow on the ground
Sits a quaint little village with hills all around
No sign can be seen of the green grassy hills
For they lay neath the snow in the wintery chill
But the people are happy and get on with their lives
All the brothers and sisters and husbands and wives
For they know that soon the snow will turn to rain
And then they will see their green hills again
IT’S LENT ONCE MORE
It’s Lent once more
A time to cleanse the soul
Empty the trash
And let Christ keep us whole
Clear the spam
Empty the buffers of sin
Deny yourself
And let the lord back in
It’s Lent once more
Pray to your saviour for peace
Cleanse your soul
Then your penance can cease
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