Cue the organist and warm up the choir.
And, please, no chuckling in church.
For goodness sakes!
Don't you know we're in the midst of "the great sexual morality debate" which is bringing about heresy and schism in the church!
Oh, wait! Didn't Jamie say that this is for four year olds?
Well, maybe a vicarious chuckle or two - but not one more!
I'm quite certain that it is written somewhere in the "Anglican Book of Church Ettiquette" that it's not polite to chuckle while the church is in schism (try saying that three times fast!)
About a Thousand Hours Till Spring
Tune = O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing
© 2000 by Don Halley
About a thousand hours till spring
Six weeks of wintry days
He saw his shadow this morning
That's what the groundhog says
Additional verses which came to me early this morning . . .
A groundhog by the name of Phil
Predicts the weather – good or ill
In early morning, rain or shine
Men gather him to greet
Prognostication is divine
Clairvoyance, Phil’s great feat
Under the shadow of his form
There lie the seeds of hope
His prophecy may well prove wrong
And all this but a joke.
Still we arise at break of dawn
To hear his augury
This ritual of boredom born
Is quite too much for me!
(Big finish now . . . .)AAAAAAA ........ MEN!