Three of us on the motorbike

  • songthrush_otmoor2014

    There were three of us on this motorbike,
    Father Dan with me,
    And he had Jesus in his bag.
    That makes the total three.

    Transubstantiation, oh my Lord
    I looked  at his bag.
    Is Jesus really inside there, I thought?
    Should it have a tag?

    It’s a secret  never told
    But Father Dan gave it me to hold.
    So I had Jesus in my lap,
    No wonder there’s a hole a gap.

    We zoomed off up an unmade road
    As fast as Dan could go.
    I felt bewildered and bemused,
    I loved my Daddy so.

    Father Dan took back his bag,
    And went inside our house.
    I got my marbles out to roll,
    And I ate a chocolate mouse.

    So Three of had taken a ride
    And after that my Dad had died.
    I saw Father Dan say Mass  today
    With holy Jesus,so I cried.

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