But he doesn’t care a “thraneen,” for “the venyum” isn’t in him,
Happy just to be a leader where the lesser spirits grope,
Priests have come and priests have left us; change has blown from every quarter;
Him alone the grim marauder ne’er has chanced on in the search;
But we’d miss him were he taken, as we’d miss the holy water—
He’s the feature of the Sunday, is the Pillar of the Church.
TEDDO WELLS, DECEASED
Times I think I’m not the man—
Must be some mistake.
Me among the also ran?