Sunday, November 23, 2008

Time for a song...

It's all getting more and more like a musical-hall melodrama. Now little Jack Iker's been shown the door through which he should have passed long ago, and the usual chorus members are wailing like foolish virgins.

In contrast I think that in time's like this it's much better to join in a song, and what could be more appropriate than Gilbert & Sullivan? Especially as when I saw the picture below one piece simply threw itself into mind:

Three little maids from school are we
Pert as a Bishop well can be
Sacked from our episcopacy
Three little maids from school

Everything is a source of fun
Nobody's safe, for we care for none
Life is a joke that's just begun
Three little maids from school

Three little maids who, all unwary
Reject what we learned in seminary
In favour of our own genius tutelary
Three little maids from school
Three little maids from school

One little maid went South – what fun!
Two little maids in attendance run
Three little maids is the total sum
Three little maids from school

From three little maids give two the sack
The third little maid better watch his back
+KJS is on the attack
Three little maids from school
Three little maids from school!

I'm Father Christian and I teach the Bible

PS. Those of you unfamiliar with the original because you were home-schooled, were`raised by Baptists, or share genetic material with a member of the Jensen family, can find it here. A word of warning, however, to anyone from Nashotah House - following the link will cause you to stumble.


Brother David said...

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned and found this version to be much more fun!


Anonymous said...

I am so ashamed (not really) that I am ROTFL and cannot control myself. The best is yet to come...

June Butler said...

Brilliant, as usual, Fr. Christian. There's no one like you for getting to the heart of the matter.

Leonard said...

Tiskets and taskets, fuschia and yellow streaked overblown gaskets!

June Butler said...

First of all, their purples clash. Second, they need silk and lace, if they're going the way of Gilbert & Sullivan.

The Rev. Dr. Christian Troll said...

David |Dah • veed| : And to think I thought the original would cause the lads at Nashotah to stumble! The two students who genuinely do feel heterosexual yearnings in their loins are currently deep in repentant prayer, while all the rest are busy frocking up for a veritable orgy of lip-synching.

And thank-you Grandmère but don't think their purple is all that's going to clash in the months ahead. Nor should you be so sure there isn't already plenty of silk & lace action going on beneath the surface: you may be a charmingly wanton maiden, but don't really want me to spill secrets from the confessional about Layman Schofield's underwear, do you? charmingly wanton maiden?

June Butler said...

No, no, no, no, no, Fr Christian! No spilling of secrets or of anything else

Boaz said...

Commissioner Gordon: "I called you right away Batman.

Batman: "What is it Commissioner?

Gordon: "This picture arrived by mail this morning. I don't need to tell you who they are Batman.

Batman: "The Purple Bible Bashers.

Chief O"Hara: "Holy Saints preserve us!"

Batman: "Holy saints indeed, Chief O'Hara.

Gordon: "What could they be wanting Batman?

Batman: "I suspect total collapse of the Anglican Church."

Robin: "Holy Schismatic’s Batman! No time to lose Batman.

Batman: "Indeed Robin. But first we have a lost puppy to deliver to the authorities at the animal shelter.

Robin: "Holy Compassion Batman!

Batmen: "And remember, Robin, just like our little lost puppy these misguided men too have lost their way. We seek to save the lost, wherever they may be found.

Robin: "Holy forbearance Batman!

Batman: "Quick to the batmobile."

Gordon: "How does he do it? Now, O'Hara, where's today's brown paper bag from Fe-fe’s Massage Parlor?

Frank Remkiewicz aka “Tree” said...

Gilbert and Sullivan?

Well, here is one from Three Dog Night "everyone" will enjoy:


I won't ever leave while you want me to stay
Nothing you could do that would turn me away
Hanging on every word
Believing the things I heard
Being a fool
You've taken my life, so take my soul
That's what you said and I believed it all
I want to be with you as long
As you want me to
I won't move away
Ain't that what you said?
Ain't that what you said?
Ain't that what you said?
Liar, liar, liar
May I see no night
May I see no day
If I ever leave while you want me to stay
You can believe in me
I won't be leaving
I won't let you go
Ain't that what you said?
Ain't that what you said?
Ain't that what you said?
Liar, liar, liar

susan s. said...

I like the way their socks match the shirts... except for JDS. I actually think that the socks are supposed to match the trousers.

Anonymous said...

I want to know if there is a significance to who wears lavendar, who wears deep purple, and who wears magenta.

Is there a code?


susan s. said...

It's not a code, IT. It's the -bishops' agenda.

IT said...

Oh I hadn't noticed the the socks. I think it very daring that one of them is wearing VERY pink socks.

I mean, the lacy underthings can be hidden completely, but the socks, winking under his trouser legs...

rather flirtatious.

Do you think he has a wide stance to show them off?