Post by Yvette Medina on Feb 28, 2007 17:28:51 GMT
The Rise of Larry Guisardt
His name was Larry Guisardt, all the girls were in a tizz, hard
Though they tried, it seemed they just could not ignore
Young and handsome Larry Guisardt, for he moved just like a lizard
As he sinuously gyrated across the disco floor.
Larry Guisardt, Larry Guisardt, all our minds are in a blizzard
And our thoughts like champagne fizz, for you're the one that we adore.
Larry had a strong vocation, so he went for education
And the English College opened wide its door,
For when celibacy beckoned, all the girls he knew came second
To the challenge of the priesthood and the life that lay in store.
Father Larry, Father Larry, though we know you'll never marry
All our thoughts upon you tarry, for we'll love you ever more.
Father Larry was a winner as he listened to each sinner
Seeking penance and forgiveness for their sin,
For the comfort that he gave made them promise to behave
And his words of wit and wisdom helped the healing to begin.
Father Larry you're a charmer, and we don't want to alarm you
But your presence is like balm upon the sorry state we're in.
Young Curate Larry Guisardt, he was something of a wizard
When it came to things of ethical concern,
So he went off to the Sem*, and we were envious of them
Who had the privilege to sit around the master's feet and learn.
Please don't mind us Father Larry, if we lurk in the library,
But a torch for you we carry - don't you see it brightly burn?
Larry Guisardt got quite famous for the Pope had heard his name as
One upholding all the teaching of the Church,
So he joined the Magisterium in a state of high delirium
And the girls all pined at home because he left them in the lurch.
Father Larry, now you've gone, we'll just have to carry on,
But we'll never quite replace you, no matter how we search.
Well, the Pope made Larry bishop, and all we could to was wish
Upon him blessings to go with his bishop's cope,
Then Larry became cardinal, and it was really hard in all
The celebrations not to sit around the place and mope.
So as the snow white smoke ascends, and this little story ends,
Please Larry, don’t forget your friends
Now that you've been
elected
Pope.
*Sem - shorthand among ordinands for seminary
© 1993
His name was Larry Guisardt, all the girls were in a tizz, hard
Though they tried, it seemed they just could not ignore
Young and handsome Larry Guisardt, for he moved just like a lizard
As he sinuously gyrated across the disco floor.
Larry Guisardt, Larry Guisardt, all our minds are in a blizzard
And our thoughts like champagne fizz, for you're the one that we adore.
Larry had a strong vocation, so he went for education
And the English College opened wide its door,
For when celibacy beckoned, all the girls he knew came second
To the challenge of the priesthood and the life that lay in store.
Father Larry, Father Larry, though we know you'll never marry
All our thoughts upon you tarry, for we'll love you ever more.
Father Larry was a winner as he listened to each sinner
Seeking penance and forgiveness for their sin,
For the comfort that he gave made them promise to behave
And his words of wit and wisdom helped the healing to begin.
Father Larry you're a charmer, and we don't want to alarm you
But your presence is like balm upon the sorry state we're in.
Young Curate Larry Guisardt, he was something of a wizard
When it came to things of ethical concern,
So he went off to the Sem*, and we were envious of them
Who had the privilege to sit around the master's feet and learn.
Please don't mind us Father Larry, if we lurk in the library,
But a torch for you we carry - don't you see it brightly burn?
Larry Guisardt got quite famous for the Pope had heard his name as
One upholding all the teaching of the Church,
So he joined the Magisterium in a state of high delirium
And the girls all pined at home because he left them in the lurch.
Father Larry, now you've gone, we'll just have to carry on,
But we'll never quite replace you, no matter how we search.
Well, the Pope made Larry bishop, and all we could to was wish
Upon him blessings to go with his bishop's cope,
Then Larry became cardinal, and it was really hard in all
The celebrations not to sit around the place and mope.
So as the snow white smoke ascends, and this little story ends,
Please Larry, don’t forget your friends
Now that you've been
elected
Pope.
*Sem - shorthand among ordinands for seminary
© 1993