“The Belgians decided to go in for space travel. So the Russians have Mars and the Americans have Venus, and so they thought they’d go to the Sun. Somebody complained that this would be too hot. That’s all right, they said, we’ll go at night.” It got a guffaw, which is what it was for.

Nicholas Freeling.

Mince pies,mince pies, don’t you love pies
Say that you do even though it’s a lie
Cream,cream, don’t add much more
For if you do, you’ll  be sick on the floor
Meat,meat, we love our meat
Birds of a feather will   keep the house neat
Raisins and currents  give some diarrhea
If you’re  on codeine. you’ve nothing to  fear
Jump over  hedges, there’s always some cover
Take a big doll and we’ll think it’s your lover
Never let shyness   hold you back when we’re near
For imperfect our love and yet perfect our fear
At Xmas  our loved ones will fight like wildcats
Siblings are nastier than any poor rat
But they have not murdered you yet, I’m sincere
Wash your  hair soon and then rinse it with beer
Cain killed  his brother, the envy, the spite
Adam and Eve were distraught every night
Procreation  was rapid, we soon  filled the Earth
How did high culture   bring about  Hitler’s birth
Can God be omnipotent  when millions are killed
Maybe He died and   more innocents will
God seems quite dead but  he is merely remote
The tree of the cross is alive and it grows

What did all those sermons do?
Did they say he was a Jew?
Oh, Jesus.
Did he want the First Crusade
It is his blood the priest creates
Lord Jesus.
I don’t like the way things are
I am getting tired of war
Kill Jesus.
What has human wisdom done
From Wittgenstein to Abraham?
Cripes, Jesus!
Does research improve our lives
As for grants, the scholars strive?
Ask Jesus.
We may have chemotherapy
Radiation, history.
Where’s Jesus?
You’d think that after all the years
We’d have used up all our tears
Sweet Jesus.
Love your neighbour as yourself
Give 10 % of all your wealth
Aye, Jesus
.Do what’s better, not what’s worse
I see another fragrant hearse.
It’s Jesus.
See the plastic Crucifix
See him dying with dry lips
Bend your knees, confess your sins
Otherwise, the Devil wins
Not Jesus
.We destroy the good we hate
Envy writhes and with pride mates.
The progeny will wreck the earth
Eden’s burning as drones pass.
No, Jesus.No Jesus.
Know Jesus.