St Augustine of Hippo was so hip
Around the year AD 370
He went to Carthage and used tongue and lip
Expertly on rhetoric and lady
Him and his mates even wrote poetry
And entered open mic nights (without mic)
He spoke fluently, rarely did he slip
Up in love's language, satire's barb and spike
His mother Monica, though, did not like
His worldliness, praying it was a blip
And that he'd jack in being a Manichee
Before God's hellfire-starting match could strike
A mother's love will eventually pip
Things at the post, and he became saintly
Mon 25 Feb 2008
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