When the Organ Pealed

When the organ pealed bananas,
Lard was rendered by the choir,
Then the Sexton rang the dishrag,
Someone yelled "The church's on fire!"
"Holy smoke!" the preacher shouted,
In the fright he lost his hair.
Now his head resembles heaven,
For there is no parting there.

-Author Unknown-

This poem was told to me by my Grandpa, Alex Corriere.