A long, long time ago,
I can still remember
How the bishops used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those bishops dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.
But the Global Primates made me shiver
With every paper they’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about the Primates' pride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the Communion died.
So bye-bye, bitter Anglican pie....
Father Jake Stops the World: With Apologies to Don McLean