Dear Your Eminence Cardinal Pell,
You look and travel contemptuously well!
(Chauffeured cars, bodyguards)
In Rome, far from home,
Video linked and live —
Who would guess you’re
Still a 190cm lunk
Of pink footy monk.
What a relief to hear you confess
You knew nothing, nothing! — and then name
Archbishop and bishop, dead and dying;
Them! They’re the ones to blame
For the sick and sorry, stinking mess,
(Lord, bless the children
Who grew up in hell.
Some survived broken,
Others just broke and fell.)
Your motto, Nolite timere, is LOL:
“Do not be afraid.”
I wish I
could wish you well,
But that would be a LIE,
Dear Your Eminence Cardinal Pell.
The crest of Cardinal Pell: