Oct 7, 2006

setting the bar: the Pope stalls on Limbo reform

[apologies to Chubby Checker]

Every little boy and girl
Stuck down in a limbo world
In between is gonna stay
'Til the Pope decides to say.
Every dude and every chick
Has to wait for Benedict.
All around the limbo clock
Hey, let's do the limbo rock.

Six, five, four now,
Three, two, one now,
How low will he go?

Is a fetus on the list?
How about a blastocyst?
What of embryos on ice?
Is there room in Paradise?
Foreign folks who never heard,
For nobody brought the Word?
I sure hope they meet the test,
'Cause my conscience needs some rest.

Zygote, embryo, fetus now,
Aborigine, autochthon now,
Please, Your Grace: is there space?

If you're under seventeen,
And your slate is pretty clean,
Keep on floating in your hope,
'Cause it's now up to the Pope.
If you want to go to heaven,
Gotta wait until '07.
So enjoy the edge of bliss
Stuck in a "hypothesis."

Pope please move that limbo bar,
You'll be a limbo star.
How low will you go?


helmut said...

Nice. I was thinking of doing the same. No need to now.

Jim Anderson said...

As punishment, I have the song stuck in my head.