The good behaviour of the saviour
was recently called into doubt;
he was seen running about
claiming the benefits
of Mock-Turtle Soup –
the local paper thought they had a scoop.
He had also been observed
selling door to door
poor quality dishcloths and towels;
being for the benefit
of fore-shortened foxes and small orphaned owls.
Howls of abuse
were heard in the area –
his supposed misdemeanours
more newsworthy than malaria –
and so a petition was started by one.
Posters were posted
about the host who now hosted
such scandalous thoughts in his head.
A target group were targeted
for their opinions
when their opinions didn’t fit,
they were targeted about it once again.
But, the sales of dishcloths and towels
lacked success for foxes and owls – no one washed-up anymore – and he tried to sell to his flock –
which meek people were too poor or unwell,
to be able to afford of his stock.
So he went back to teaching
History to the young;
the Ark, Moses, Beeching;
the sad songs that Solomon had sung;
and when his days as a teacher were done,
he retired off to France
to play bingo and dance
and dwell in a villa in the sun.