The Priest's Introduction

Now road in the priest, clad in stately black with a collar That shimmered white unlike his dark soul. When people donated he would secretly take many a dollar His face was round as his belly was large, and his face was marked with mole. He had forgone his vows and kept more than he earned, He kept more than one little skeleton in his basement or closet. His soul would truly suffer deep in hell as it burned It was said of him to have taken many young students in and tutor them. However he would teach them more than they had expected. When no one came forward he got off and no tear was shed for them. Also it was said he had always kept vodka in a glass on the podium, So that his tongue would be as loss as his morals. However, there no more public quarrels on his morals. Though he did oft enjoy a quarrel and some indulgences in lack of morals, He did put this friendly show on that did hide his true form, The kind of form that lacks the norm. He claimed to know of the bible, however he knew all that a regular person would He would have been known as a wise man to none though he thought of himself as a well learned man. When in fact all he was as a man with a good memory. He was to put it bluntly not the stately priest who was well versed in the bible, But a well-mannered man that could act well. He had wanted his own sort of power that was gained with respect in the public eye. Maybe now he had gained it as a priest.