At least this is to some extent cheerful! Luckily for me, writing the lyrics for the Footprint project, now called Written on Water, there was a point in time when the monks in the Abbey fell into dissolute and lewd behaviour..this song wrote itself!
MONKS’ SONG
I am a jolly monk
and I live in a monastery
I have a fine belly
I live a fine life
and no one is holier than me!
I eat the fattest meat
and I drink all the reddest wine
while out in the street
they have nothing to eat
but no one is holier than I!
I sleep in a feather bed
and I sit by a roaring fire
while the children freeze
in the icy breeze
but no one is holier than I!
I am a jolly monk
and I live in a monastery
I have a fine belly
I live a fine life
and no one is holier than me!