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Bishop’s Secret

As Bishop I don’t really mind
The phone calls every minute;
Or how each meeting ever held
Just has to have me in it.

I don’t mind my weekends gone
To help transport the youth;
Or all the talks that I must give
In spreading forth the truth.

But I don’t like how, late at night,
When no one else is out,
I must grab my keys and run
My secret back-street route

To keep my weakness from the Ward,
Like a shadow-hiding leper;
I sneak into the Circle K
And down a Dr. Pepper!

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Wes Stephenson

Author, motorcyclist, poet, and adventurer. Let's journey together.



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