There was a young Christian named Ned
Who spoke Jesus over his bed
In less than two weeks
He had Jesus-themed sheets
And a pillow that healed every head.
A circus performer named Anton
Did shows with a cock and a lantern
And when the cock crew
The light would turn blue
While Anton screamed “Abracoclampon!”
In every city in Spain,
Were monks who were praying for rain,
Except for one brother,
Who loved the hot weather,
And asked God to send drought again.
Perfect Chaos 