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Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden
Snowdrops from a Curate’s Garden (1904), PDF p. 123
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ROSA MYSTICA
Rose, that you are a little sod
Your shapely pouting arsehole shows.
Your tiny turds drop out like cod-Roes
From this our skepticism grows,
And we may doubt the story odd
About the Ghost who gaily goes
(The priests say) to put you in a pod.
Your Jesus would not have a nose !
Your cunt would pox the eternal God, Rose !
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