She tells us—
“When you take the Body of Christ
Pray for something. It’ll come true.
I prayed every time that one day
I would become a nun, and it came true!”
We are mostly eight and so
Some eyes roll with purpose
But when the day comes and the
Dry, tasteless Bodies of Christ
Enter our mostly eight mouths,
We make a wish.
Just in case.
Nuns work in mysterious ways.
Don’t ask me the success rate.
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