A Catholic boy
A Catholic boy and his Protestant friend,
when they got up the nerve,
went to the house with the bright red light,
but only to observe.
They hid behind a bushy tree
to see those who went in,
and they condemned all those they saw
for indulging in such sin.
The Catholic boy soon nudged his friend,
“Ain’t that old Preacher Bell
He preaches fire and brimstone,
He, too, will go to Hell”
They watched some time as many men
would go into the house.
And they berated each of them
for being such a louse.
The Protestant grabbed the Catholic’s arm.
“Hey looky over there.
The guy that’s just now going in
Sure, and it’s Father O’Hare?”
But the Catholic boy just shook his head,
”I know that this ain’t right.
I’m sure that someone died in there,
He’s here to give last rites.”