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It’s all connected……….

In his cocky reverie
The truth the three would carry
To the steps of the authority
to boast of their pernicious spree
But he did not know that I could see
And therefore was not wary

For hidden in the rectory
Protected by the church decree
He delved in child pornography
While elders professed not to see
His sister told them it could be
He killed the child and honest she
His secret would not bury

They did not know he’d changed the key
When police would come to query
So they broke and entered quietly
Though he would claim illicitly
And so avoiding calumny
A grand sum he was paid to flee
And so it was, conveniently,
Their questions he would parry

To solve a tale of misconstrue
Just look into the offman’s pew
You’ll find there in Ft. Luptons slough
Stray cats aplenty, skinned a few
On prying stoops their hides did strew
And cats blood will scare daughters too
While bushes hid their sins from view
Richard held the cue.

The child must die, he did decide
The crime arranged, the ritual plyed
With church at stake and family pride
Three men he chose to end her

Though two decried this church a lie
Their testimony was denied
With ties that run both “deep and wide”
No one could defend her

Now some have gone and some have stayed
Class defined the roles they played
Someday you’ll know the masquerade
Of Zack the great pretender

and the fur – there was a fur hair of some sort in her hand.
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