FORCED-SUICIDE-OF
PHILOSOPHER-SOCRATES
"Socrates, you think too much.
Now must end your time.
Celebrate this hour of your death
with this cup of hemlock-wine.
You poison the minds of men
and so by poison meet your end.
To death you have been condemned.
Free-thinking find is your crime."
A-DEVILISH-VICAR-FOR-SURE !
At the vicars-and-tarts party
there entered a real vicar.
He'd a taste for all the tarts
and a thirst for all the liquor.
He drank, he came-and-went,
on his arm was the hired stripper.
Tomorrow, at the church-ladies-picnic,
shall it be "Another tart with your tea, Vicar?"?!
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