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Cosmetic Liturgy

I am a bald old reverend
Think women diabolical –
May God, whose mercies never end,
Restore my fat-head's follicle.

Let women serve my dish up, quick,
Be virtuous or virgins;
My face looks glum. A bishopric?
Bring me cosmetic surgeons.

What vanity of vanities!
What, women in a mitre?
Just think of their inanities,
And make my bottom tighter.

A priest's a man, so says The Book,
And so say all adherents.
Women – see this fancy crook –
Care only for appearance.

Leave women to look beautiful,
And curse this role reversal:
For men are merely dutiful,
Their cassocks white as Persil.

Cosmetic Liturgy
Most women are attracted to the idea of cosmetic surgery, a survey alleged. The prospect of women bishops was said to be leading to further schisms in the Anglican Church.
12 July 2005

POETRY KIT WEBRING

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