Name of da Fadder da Son da Holy Spirit  AwChrist Enough oda pleasantries Fadder

Dis is da crux of my confession 

Ey don believe 

Ey wan my soul baak 

My baptism was der fokes idea na mine Its my mind ta have it baak spun returnd ta me  Returnd ta me whas mine 

My soul 

Ey wanit baak

Ey wan my soul baak

no words came from the other side of the pale damask screen the priests silhouette darkened it so he knew he spoke to someone  

Can ye do dat Fadder

Ey suppose ifn ya excommunicate me my soul would cum baak right quik  eh

the silhouette remained unmoved 

he heard him breathesigh FADDER  Fadder eyve read da muckymucks da Churchs hotshots git it  not usually tho da commoners da strum an drang bits an pieces bricks an mortar of da Holy edifice  Ey woud say us yokels   

Ey read right

Dint ey

the silhouette shifted the priest moved his arse on the hardwood chair just a bit

he shifted his too FADDER Yave nuthin ta say ta me

Yave vowed na ta give baak souls

Eym no Indian giver Caant be

Ey didnt give up my ma an da did na me A wee childs cry aint a concession  He caant give na wha he don know he hasYea

Yave nuthin ta say ta me

he stood abruptlypowerfully the chair struck the back of the confessional EY  WAN  MY  SOUL  BAAK

the silhouette didnt flinch

late 2017

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