To be filed under the "Two legs good, four legs bad" heading
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| A church hall somewhere in the Diocese of Arundel & Brighton |
Catholics of England! Catholics of Ireland! (and Wales)
Catholics of land and sea and skies!
Hear the cloven hoofbeats of tomorrow!
See the golden future rise!
How does the life of a Catholic pass?
In endless drudgery.
What's the first lesson a Catholic learns?
To endure the slavery.
How does the life of an Catholic end?
In mass apostasy.
Catholics of England! Catholics of Ireland! (and Wales)
Catholics of land and sea and skies!
Hear the cloven hoofbeats of tomorrow!
See the golden future rise!
Now the day of the beast is coming,
Tyrant man shall lose his throne
And the shining fields of England (and Ireland and Wales)
Shall be trod by apostates alone.
Pull the rosaries from out your pockets
Tear the scapular from your back!
Bell and thurible must rust forever,
The Magisterium we will attack.
Catholics of England, (and Ireland and Wales, and, possibly, Scotland)
seize the prizes,
Cash and abortion, free love and gay,
Indifferentism, heresy and same sex 'marriages'
Shall be ours upon that day.
(Apologies, George)
Richard,
ReplyDeleteExcellent poem of the description of the great apostasy,which is here and now-Radical Islam is knocking at the door to fill the void of Catholicism!
Cheers,
Michael.
Ouch, Richard! It cuts to the bone.
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