Joanna's Poems

BAD DOG ROCOR

"...bad dog ROCOR
how dare you think you are a jurisdiction!
how dare you establish parishes on Russian soil!
how dare you proclaim an anathema!
how dare you canonize a saint!
how dare you exist!
repent! you! bad dog ROCOR! repent!
come home to mother with your tail between your legs
go back into non-existence where you belong..."


WE'RE IN THE MP TODAY
(to the tune of "We're In The Army Now":)

We're in the MP today
We'd rather do that than pray
Son of a gun
We'll sue everyone
We're in the MP today

We're in the MP it seems
Freedom is in our dreams
Forsake the pearl
And join the world
We're in the MP it seems

We're in the MP hooray
Approved by the OCA
United we stand
In SCOBA-land
We're in the MP hooray

We're in the MP at last
Lower the flag half mast
ROCOR is dead
Covered in red
We're in the MP at last

We're in the MP for sure
Vladyka and Monsignor
Afternoon tea
In purgatory
We're in the MP for sure