Sat in mint green 'mean-machine'
Mrs Gee roars down the lanes;
'sardine-tin lid' peeled back
mischief coursing through her veins!
Foot press hard down to the floor
head-scarf flapping in the breeze;
spies the vicar on his bike
and makes him wobble; for a wheeze!
Mrs Gee may I remind you,
'sin in haste; repent at leisure'
Sunday church bells tole for the one
who caused the vicars great displeasure!
(The scales of justice; for correction
Husband; eyes to heaven pray,
she 'nicks' a fiver from the collection
jumps in her car and is on her way!)
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