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Fears
Everyone you see,
Everyone you meet,
They will all agree,
Although being discreet,
That they have a fear,
That they live with,
From year to year,
Although some are just myths.
It is with great reluctance that I tell to you,
Although you probably already knew,
That monks is where my fear lies,
To you that may come as a big surprise,
‘For monks are part of the Church’ you say,
‘They don’t even exist on Earth today’,
Whilst all this is probably true,
I would rather keep away thank you.
They parade about in silly gowns,
With faces more frightening than Chinese clowns,
They hide their heads with them pullover hats,
We all know they are as bald as bats,
They haunt each one of us in a different way,
But when they look at me, they see their prey.
This is were I have to stop,
In fear of seeing their bald crop,
Fear is in each one of us,
Don’t fight it, don’t make a fuss,
Just get on with life day by day,
We all know you’re scared, but it’s okay.
