ANDREW SMITH, STOPPING BY A CHURCH ON A SNOWY EVENING
Whose church this is I surely know.
They think their bishop’s Rwandan though;
They will not see me stopping here
To change their locks before I go.
My limo driver thinks it queer
To strip the place sans warrant near.
My chancellor is very calm
He knows who judges here revere.
He gives an inventory list
And asks if there is something missed.
The only other sound’s the shout
Of reactionaries, all quite pissed.
Selling this land will earn a heap.
But I have a promise to Kate to keep,
And churches to seize before I sleep,
And churches to seize before I sleep.

Submitted by Ken
at 3/7/2008 2:56:32 PM| Oh! That's really good. Now, if we can only find the Randall Thompson setting of the original, I think an adaptation would make a nice podcast. Do you sing, Christopher? |

Submitted by Robb
at 3/7/2008 3:29:03 PM| You go too far sir. To parady the great Bobby Frost. Good tho. |

Submitted by robroy
at 3/7/2008 6:50:35 PM| The good Dr. Witt will have a chuckle and a cry over this one. |

Submitted by dwstroudmd
at 3/7/2008 6:52:35 PM| Ah, if ECUSA/TEC/GCC could just affirm that good fences make good neighbors! -like they affirm seizing. |

Submitted by The Little Myrmidon
at 3/7/2008 7:37:01 PM| I've just been over to Captain Yips' and his Bertie Wooster series is excellent. Christopher has a recurring rôle. Good stuff. |

Submitted by Ken
at 3/7/2008 10:40:07 PM| Ok, if you want to do hymns, anything in the long meter (88.88) will work. Old 100th is fun, as is the Tallis Canon. I like Duke Street, too.
But Randall Thompson remains a sentimental favorite, for those of a certain age. |

Submitted by BabyBlue
at 3/8/2008 10:54:25 AM| I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry - but I just couldn't resist. bb Or click on BabyBlue. |

Submitted by Smurf Breath
at 3/8/2008 11:18:30 AM| I prefer my version of the original: "I think I know whose woods these are His house is in the village thar." Otherwise it sounds like it was written by Yoda. |

Submitted by William Witt
at 3/8/2008 12:45:25 PM| Thank you, Christopher and Babyblue, for an uncomfortable smile on a snowy gray Ambridge March day. |

Submitted by Christopher Hathaway
at 3/8/2008 3:06:07 PM| For Ozymadias' church. I met a Christian of the ancient creed He said: A church once sound and orthodox Stands in the city, decked with dust and weed, Its windows dark and doors fixed with padlocks And placard whose authority decreed That parishes can never TEC depart, And 'piscopal this church will always stay. The narrow minds must chose to walk apart, For those who stay must pay obedience due. This Church will always make its point to say To all of reasoned faith “We Welcome You”. And silence reigned inside as in a grave As pointless pulpit faced an empty pew. Why come to churches if they will not save? |

Submitted by Christopher Hathaway
at 3/8/2008 3:14:10 PM| hmmmn. the formatting didn't translate. It's clearer . |










