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Friday, April 01, 2005

Farewell, my Pope

By Linda Simpson

No hope
For the Pope
A downward slope
At the end of his rope
Silent is the stethoscope
Oh, the scope, the scope!
How will we cope?
The faithful will mope
And mope and mope
Me, I’ll skip rope
Read my horoscope
Watch my soap
Eat some cantaloupe
And daydream of the day I elope
But I won’t mope for the Pope
Nope, nope, nope
I’m gay and I’m proud
And he was a dope

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