In a London Nursing home an old Priest lay dying:
For years he had faithfully served the people of the Nation’s Capital.
He motioned for his nurse to come near.
“Yes, Father?” Said the Nurse.
“I would really like to see Boris Johnson and Priti Patel before I die.” Whispered the Priest.
“I’ll see what I can do, Father.” Replied the Nurse.
The Nurse sent the request to No 10 and waited for a response.
Soon the word arrived: Boris and Priti would be delighted to visit the Priest.
As they went to the hospital, Priti commented to Boris,
“I don’t know why the old priest wants to see us, but it certainly will help our images.”
Boris agreed that it was the right thing to do at this time.
When they arrived at the Priest’s room, the Priest took Priti’s hand in his right hand and then Boris’s hand in his left.
There were silence and a look of serenity on the Priest’s face.
The old Priest slowly said.
“I have always tried to pattern my life after our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.”
“Amen.” Said Priti. “Amen.” Said Boris.
The old Priest continued…..
“Jesus died between two lying, Thieving Bastards and I would like to do the same!” |  |
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