A One to One with Father Ted
Please forgive me, my dearest Ted,
A tawdry life of sin and dread;
I've done the ciggies, Whiskey too
And even supped the devil's brew,
Tarnishing me with false street-cred
No path of virtue shall I tread
Until my black soul's fully bled!
Redemption? Now that's something new,
But if I fall far short of true,
Please forgive me
There's much to reform, be it said.
You are my mentor, Father Ted!!
Fresh verities in hallowed lieu
With no more air of murky blue,
Please forgive me



