#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.
#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.