#376
Now It's Tails
Last night we had an icy rain
That covered all the trees.
This morning all the Cardinal's tails
Were hung with icy-freeze.
Cardinals
Double-entendre, lest there be confusion...
#344
Seeing Red
The Cardinals assembled,
The smoke billows white;
There's a flurry of wings
Though no angels in sight.
The Pope sits in Rome,
The benediction's said,
The Cardinals dig in
Till the last one's been fed.