Clan Songs

 

The Confession

by Mick Bolger

The church it was busy with pew after pew of the faithful in line to be shriven
Down on their knees doing laps with the beads
That their sins be absolved and forgiven
And in the confessional Father O'Rourke saw humanity stripped to the core
And a word with the Boss, made the sign of the Cross, & admonished them, "God sin no more."

Well, after an hour of sin upon sin, and dollops of perfect contrition, the door it clicked open and an old man walked in and assumed the confession position.

This white hair old follow as old as the hill was 90 if he was a day,
His face wrinkled & creased, he looked up at the priest, and said, "Father, I've something to say."

"I'm a very old man, I've been 91 years come the next 14th of day of November and all of me life, I've been true to me wife as far as I seem to remember. 

"In a fit of great madness, three nights ago, God knows what I thought I was doing, I slept with 2 teenage cheerleaders at once and brought them both to their ruin."

Father O'Rourke didn't know what to say, but this old man had made an impression.  His voice level & calm while he looked at your man said, "When were you last at confession?"

"It's me very first time," the old man replied.  "I've not been to confession before.  For I've been a Protestant all of me life, at least 'til I walked through that door."

Well, Father O'Rourke was a great deal confused & he said, "Look there's something amiss.  If you you've been a Protestant all of your life, why are you telling me this?"

 The old man jest beamed a broad, wicked leer and in the darkness, his little eyes glistened.  "Well, Father," says he, with a voice full of flee, "I'm telling anybody who'll listen!"

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