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Said the Vicar of Marry-The-Bun,
"Do not think that my sermon is done,
For it has many heads
As in Bedlam are beds,
With a rattled idea in each one."
--- Chamber of Horrors P0501

A booze-loving nympho, Cherie,
Went 'round to the preacher's for tea.
She tossed back her liquor,
The tossed off the vicar,
And left, not collecting a fee.
--- Roger Baker

Although she collected no fee,
You will find that Cherie isn't free;
The cost will be borne,
By pus on your horn,
And mind-numbing pain when you pee.
--- David Miller

There was a fair lady from Bangor,
Who drove young men frantic with anger,
By going to matins
In see-through white satins,
Till the Vicar was forced to harangue her.
--- Anon

A young vicar from old Inverness
Gave his sermon one day in a dress.
Not a kilt as you'd think,
But a nice thing in pink,
High heels and a pair of false breasts.
--- Anon

We thought him an absolute lamb;
But when he sat down in the jam,
On taking his seat
At our Sunday school treat,
We all heard our Vicar say "Damn!"
--- Bob Birch P9806

The vicar's binoculars are
Deployed through a door kept ajar.
Like many old boys,
The vicar enjoys
VICARIOUS sex from afar.
--- Nick

There was a vinicolous Vicar,
Unduly addicted to liquor;
He said, "There's no sin
In whiskey or gin--
The spirit thus enters much quicker."

(vinicolous - growing in or on wine)
--- Harold C Bibby

A girl with a very big bust,
Went to the church vicar in trust.
She said she felt urges
And powerful surges;
The Father said a sample's a must.
--- Bellal

The vicar of Burton-on-Trent
Told his flock why they had to repent.
But the shalts, shouldsts and oughtsts
That enrobed all his thoughts
Made it hard to see quite what he meant.
--- Martin Guy

I've heard of a vicar from Usk
Whose wife had an elephant's tusk.
He drilled it and soon
She emitted a tune;
She's gone to Newcastle to busk. (dress up festively)
--- Doug Harris(M Palin)P0505

Do you know of the vicar from Usk
Whose wife grew an elephant's tusk?
With her flattering ivory,
She's gone all Godivary,
And he's horny from dawn until dusk.
--- Doug Harris(M Palin)P0505

That unlucky old vicar from Usk;
His wife grew an elephant's tusk,
With an obvious flaw
It was hard to ignaw,
Now she's living on warm milk and rusk.
--- Doug Harris(M Palin)P0505

When wearied with lurid affairs,
I take my leave, quite unawares,
To some holy place
That no one can trace
And taste vicars' wives pubic hairs.
--- Travis Brasell

The day that the Vicar got drowned,
Just a floating dog-collar was found;
He's a watery Vicar,
With a one legged knicker,
And frilly attachments all round.
--- Kenny Everitt P0506

Young wives meet inside the Church Hall,
Few heeding the vicar's loud call.
For a big mother's union,
Though he's been in communion
With ladies of a number not small.
--- Donald McGill

She threw a party last fall
Much to the delight of us all
She served lots of gin,
Then proceeded to sin
With the Vicar, the choir and all.
--- Jim Weaver Collection

After the guests had all left,
She was feeling herself quite bereft.
She said with a sigh,
The Vicar was high
And the Choir with men was not blessed.
--- Jim Weaver Collection

I'll try again next spring
A joyous gleeful fling
One with less Gin
And I hope much more sin
With a male, quartet to sing.
--- Jim Weaver Collection

"Some cucumber sandwiches, vicar?"
Smiled spinster Miss Emily Whicker,
"I've got some Earl Grey
In the kitchen..." "No way,"
Growled the vicar, "Just give me some liquor."
--- Peter Wilkins

"But vicar...the Devil's own brew...?"
"Oh for God's, you simpering do-
Gooder; always so grim
And self-righteously prim...
You can stuff those damn sandwiches too."
--- Peter Wilkins

"But vicar, for years I have been
A parishoner active and keen."
"Well I'm sick of your spying
And poling and prying,
While keeping my vicarage clean."
--- Peter Wilkins

"But vicar..." "You're fired, you old bag."
"But I won't tell a soul 'bout that mag
Or those video clips,"
She said, baring her nips,
"If you promise to give me a shag."
--- Peter Wilkins

"Oh jeeze; this is blackmail, you cow."
"Yes I know; if you don't then I vow
To let everyone know
What a perv you are, so...
Are you going to fuck me right now?"
--- Peter Wilkins

"Forgive me my trespasses, Yes!"
Said the vic in great cassock distress.
"Oh my dearest Miss Whicker..."
"Get on with it, vicar..."
(And there we should leave them, I guess.)
--- Peter Wilkins

I'm having a secret affair
With the wife of the vicar. Aware
That it's morally wrong
To be screwing my dong,
She recites, sott-voz, this prayer...
--- Peter Wilkins

..."Sweet Jesus, I know this is mad,
But Oh Lord, I have never been had
By my husband this way;
Please forgive me I pray,
But I just cannot stop being bad."
--- Peter Wilkins

An indolent vicar of Bray,
Spent before he withdrew, one fine day.
His wife, more alert,
Got a vaginal squirt,
And said to her spouse, "Let us pray!"
--- L0915

An indolent vicar of Bray
His roses allowed to decay;
His wife, more alert,
Brought a powerful squirt,
And said to her spouse, "Let us spray."
--- Langford Reed (Bibby)

I've given up verses perverted;
I've now seen the light, I'm converted.
Had tea at the vicar's...
Then saw his wife's knickers,
While climbing the stairs, mini-skirted.
--- Anon

The vicar rushed off for a funeral,
(Let's face it, that job's more remuneral,
Than saving a sinner,"
So soon I was in 'er,
My passion she'd not find impugneral.
--- Anon

A wrinkled old bawd named McGee,
Invited the Vicar for tea.
Perhaps it is best
That I not tell the rest,
Besides, I won't tell it for free!
--- Samiyam

Well, I'll tell, and mind not who bickers;
McGee opens closet, shows vicars
Shocked eyes, his trophies;
The vicar's wife, Sophie's
Collection of open crotch knickers.
--- Tiddy Ogg

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The vicar in his tracks did freeze,
On eyeing the sights such as these.
For never in his life
He'd suspected his wife
Would dare to be caught in such sleaze.
--- George Watson

The vicar, his knees feeling numb,
Decided that he would play dumb.
"I think 'twas a fart
Tore her britches apart!
No wonders she's such a sore bum!"
--- George Watson

There was a young vicar named Croft
Who played with his organ (and oft).
But afraid of a lapse,
If he played in the apse;
Or the bishop might rave,

If he played in the nave;
--- Big Little Playoy Lims

Or that he might falter,
If too near the altar;
And afraid he'd be whipped,
If he slipped in the crypt;
He transplanted it up to the loft.
--- Big Little Playoy Lims

Samantha from Milford-on-Sea,
Invited the vicar to tea.
As they sat side by side
On the sofa, he cried:
"May I put my hand on your knee?"
--- Tiddy Ogg

Sam said: "You may certainly not!
That's surely a far too low spot.
So sir, I'd prefer
You no longer defer,
And give a good grope to my twat."
--- Tiddy Ogg

He put down his cup of Earl Grey;
He'd found revelation today.
And soon he was creaming...
Their orgasmic screaming
Could be heard all around Christchurch Bay.
--- Tiddy Ogg

"Dear Bishop," the Vicar began,
"I'm glad I'm no longer a man;
But should I resign
From my mission devine?
Allelujah! Yours faithfully, Stan."
--- Peter Wilkins

"Dear Stanley," the Bishop wrote back,
"The Lord doesn't care what you lack;
Indeed I confess
You look good in a dress.
Allelujah! Yours faithfully, Jack."
--- Peter Wilkins

"Oh Bishop," the Vicar replied,
"For years I've been trying to hide
My feelings for thee,
But now woman I be.
Allelujah! I'm happy inside."
--- Peter Wilkins

"Dear Bishop," the Vicar asserted,
"I'm thinking of how you once flirted
With me as I knelt,
And the passion we felt...
Allelujah! My clit has just squirted!"
--- Travis Brasell

"Dear Stanley," the Bishop confessed,
I do like the way that you're dressed;
But frankly, my joys
Are provided by boys;
Allelujah! But hadn't you guessed?"
--- Peter Wilkins

There was a young vicar named Jock
Who had something amiss with his cock.
Said the nurse with a frown,
"Well, you better lie down."
Said the vicar, "Prepare for a shock!"
--- Peter W

She took off the underpants clerical,
Saying ('mid laughter hysterical),
"Vicar, your dong
Looks decidedly wrong;
Unlike others, it's perfectly spherical!"
--- Peter W

"Although I am circular here,
And admit that it looks a bit queer,"
Said the vicar, "Down there
I have other things square;
Have you noticed my testicles, dear?"
--- Peter W

She burst into laughter once more
As she took a good look at the poor
Vicar's six-sided cubes,
Tucked away in his pubes;
Then she opened the surgury door.
--- Peter W

She shouted out, "Look what I've found!"
So her colleagues all gathered around.
And they stared at the vicar's
Odd bits, wet their knickers,
And laughingly fell to the ground.
--- Peter W

The commotion attracted a crowd
Of the public who guffawed aloud
With unbridled delight
At the curious sight
Of the vicar so strangely endowed.
--- Peter W

Then producers and camera crews
From the media (TV and News)
Got to hear of the fun
And came at a run,
Just to ask his opinion and views.
--- Peter W

The vicar looked up from his cock
And he said, "I don't care if you mock:
'Cause I've waited, my dears,
For a number of years
To quadruple the size of my flock.
--- Peter W

And now I have got your attention
(My sole and specific intention)
I hope you'll elect
To be part of my sect
And attend my religious convention."
--- Peter W

Remember the vicar called Jock
With his perfectly spherical cock
And his cubical balls?
Well he preached in St. Paul's,
And he cause the archbishop a shock.
--- Peter W

He said, "Now my teaching's begun;
I'll continue until I am done;
And my sermon today
Is that sex is OK;
Even do-it-yourself is quite fun."
--- Peter W

The fact that he preached onanism,
Created one helluva schism.
The bishop implored
Him, "Return to the Lord."
But he said "My religion is jism."
--- Peter Wilkins

The People, the Press, and TV
Heard his sermon and shouted with glee;
"We believe in you Jock!
Will you play with your cock
And your cubical balls for a fee?"
--- Peter W

"In order I don't make a loss,"
Said young Jock, "it's ten dollars a toss.
And I'll need half an hour
Between each milky shower."
And the People cried, "Jock, you're the boss!"
--- Peter W

He passed 'round a bucket or three,
And they threw in their ten dollar fee;
While his pockets he lined
With a contract he signed
For a "Jack with Jock" show on TV.
--- Peter W

"Now fondle your spherical root!"
Said the People, "You promised to shoot!"
But he ran from the scene
In a black limousine,
And escaped with the buckets of loot.
--- Peter W

Next day in a town far away,
There arrived a young vicar called Ray.
He appeared to be healthy,
Considerably wealthy,
And eager to preach every day.
--- Peter W

The vicar said "Pray to the Lord,"
Then preached; all the people grew bored.
It seemed he would speak,
For over a week,
And some snored, while others ignored.
--- Anon

He then left the church and the pulpit,
His foot stepped in dung - out he pulled it.
His language was choice.
From his boot came a voice,
"Like you, rev, I'm just talking bullshit."
--- Anon

True, reverends should please trim their words,
For if longer'n an hour and two thirds,
When homeward en route,
He'll find on his boot
Some smelly and sarcastic turds.
--- Anon

In January, which is cold and wet,
The vicar decided to see the vet.
He took his lapdog, Lucy May
And to the vet said, "Let us spay."
It's plain she will not pregnant get.
--- Frank

February is a short month, and ought
To be abolished, the vicar thought.
He sits all alone
On his porcelain throne,
Knows if he leaves, he'll be caught.
--- Frank


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