upper echelons
Oh pale Archbishop Diarmuid Martin.
How thou hast conquered.
Now thou hast it all.
King, Cawdor, Glamis
And a eucharistic congress in your bailiwick.
And I fear thou paid most foully for it.
What will these hands never be clean!
Fie my Lord fie.
Yet who would have thought ousting a generation of Bishops
By murdering their reputations through your atheistic media allies
At the anti Catholic Irish Times
And the anti Catholic Irish Indpendent
And the anti Catholic RTE
Would have been so easy.
And who would have thought Cardinal Sean Brady
Would have so much blood in him
And could be so crassly destroyed
Eh Archie
Eh
Eh?
How thou hast conquered.
Now thou hast it all.
King, Cawdor, Glamis
And a eucharistic congress in your bailiwick.
And I fear thou paid most foully for it.
What will these hands never be clean!
Fie my Lord fie.
Yet who would have thought ousting a generation of Bishops
By murdering their reputations through your atheistic media allies
At the anti Catholic Irish Times
And the anti Catholic Irish Indpendent
And the anti Catholic RTE
Would have been so easy.
And who would have thought Cardinal Sean Brady
Would have so much blood in him
And could be so crassly destroyed
Eh Archie
Eh
Eh?
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