The Sermon was Monotonous During Easter day
And his scorching rattle of salubrious words
Vibrate incoherently into my bored ears,
And the polished ceilings look like seedy boards,
Washed and rekindled on past years
I daydream on most of the chatter,
Play indolently with my stiff fingers
And those ladies always seem to flatter;
The choir, the poor darling singers
So I’m told Easter day is sacred and benign,
Te Deums fill the atmosphere with tedium,
Children are fussy annoyance is always mine,
Sacred leaflet of obscene boredom
Among this amazing pluralism
Cogito ergo sum is nullified,
A severe cut on individualism
With fits of anger, my ennui is intensified;
The Sermon was Monotonous During Easter day.
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