The holier than thou vet

There once was a kind  vet of good name
who fluffed Emile’s fur with a comb.
when Stan tried to pay,
He waved him away.
He said,I’m soon going over to Rome.

Stan asked what had made him convert.
He gave him a very loud smirk.
I cannot say why,
But I hope when I die
I’ll be higher than those from the Kirk!

Stan never goes to church now
As far as Emile can tell.
He likes talking to sprites
During the night,
Emile likes to meet them as well.

Stan is much holier than the vet.
For he knows how pained human hearts get.
He prays under the trees
with dozens of bees.
so with God he goes Hi, tet-a- tete