Catholicon riff

so this meteor crashes into the house
of a priest and everything is broken and ablaze
and his concubine's bed is flying towards
well maybe the sea or maybe just the nearest village
it won't be possible to tell until the next morning
and he himself has landed upon a neighbour's roof
with three dogs and an ocelot
that was weirdly uplifted from a nearby menagerie
owned by a rich guy who is now all mush from the blast
what a selective blast but miracles like that can happen
so the flying concubine cries out oh can you help before I land
in the sea or on the land surely God can help
but the priest who now has three dogs and an ocelot
which feels like more than he has had for some seasons
shouts back no my love for I have to light somehow
the vesper candles so you must trust unto God
whereupon he alights into the still-smouldering locale
and partakes
of some wine and then earthly as it seems
and for the first time in history
the Catholicon holds no mystery
oh he says
this critter's got me all blistery
this wine seems fulla whine
and not entire divine
I must of kinda lost a lot
with that there rooftop ocelot


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