1904 · CLOSE READING
Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden
Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden (1904), PDF p. 117
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LIMERICKS
ADVENT
God is coming in the air ;
Marys cunt is on his face.
With her hands she frigs apace ;
All the angels stand and stare.
Jesus sniggers Ah, mon père !
Cherubs whisper See them race !
God is coming in the air ;
Marys cunt is on his face.
Now the Ghost is in despair.
Did he pity Josephs case ?
Now a perfume fills the place,
And the heavenly host declare
God is coming in the air.
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