Annulment Blues
A guest poem, half-serious, half-joking from a friend we'll call "POB." I thought that I was married to you, But I got a case of the annulment blues. And even Francis decided to disparage The vast majority of Catholic marriage. I thought that you were the cutest dame, Then they told me I had toxic shame. They said it was clearly evident That I never formed true consent. I said "I do," and I started kissing. Then they said that my discretion was missing. And I asked the tribunal for its intercession, But they said, "Boy, you lack due discretion." My daddy drank and my mom would chew, And so [...]