Three more hails

Jesus took the day off
went to Brighton by the sea
took the holy scriptures
didn’t bother telling me,

sinner though I may be
I have rights enshrined in law
I’m gonna sue his ass off
and give the son of man what for.

I’ll go to hell via Bridlington
the lobster capital they say,
but Yorkshire men say
owt, tha’ knows,

no, it’s in
Lancashire that
I shall retire
to wait on fate
hotpot too.

© 2020, John Smallshaw.