Friar

In all of the Four Orders
There was a Friar, a man so happy,
A Limiter who always felt so jolly
He was a man with many wives
He would give everything to them in his name
He was a great nobleman in his Order,
And in poverty so living on charitable donations,
Was his game.

He received a license from the Pope,
Men came to the Pope for confession,
And when they came to confession,
They received a gift in their possession,
To show that they forgiven.
Friar would repent giving his gifts to his women
And remained happy
And he would sing songs as a champion
In his own mind.

As happy as he was,
Fitting in with the rest of the homeless, he knew,
Did not fit his personality.
He kept away from no good men as such,
But kept around the wealthy.