The Convent was a solid place,
all quiet and reserved;
until the ladies form c-p came,
and the place became unerved!
They were looking for a get away,
and thought, now this is the ticket!
Noone will find us here,
in this stone castle wrapped by thicket!
First to enter the Nunnery,
was none other than our Jody;
she'd brought with her some potions,
and some things that looked quite grody!
She wore her usual outfit,
and was promptly told by the abbot,
now just see here, you witch of sorts,
replace it with this habit!
Your name will be Sister Angnes,
whist you roam these halls;
so put away your witchery,
and for sure that crystal ball!
Next in Line was Glata,
so pure in thought and deed;
the abbot said, somethings not quite right,
The others, astray, you'll lead!
So drape this habit over you,
your name will be Sister Mary,
and you can forget about
that man you know named Harry!
Then on came Rita, that Texas gem,
when the abbot saw, the length of her hem.
He said now to her, as she strode in the place,
here put this on, wipe that smirk off your face!
Then Savannah B, from way down yonder,
strolled in with a bottle of Jack;
the abbot shook his head and sighed,
you'll have to put that back.
Frozen Tears, Crying Wolfe
And Alison, and Kym did show,
the abbot said, now hurry up!
It's time for prayer, you know!
The ladies all showed up there,
from Barbara to all the rest,
and they all seemed disallusioned when,
they were asked their sins to confess!
We'll have none of this! They clamored,
and tossed habits on the floor,
we came to have a respite,
not work off our sins in chore!
The ladies walked back out the gate,
looking for the nearest bar,
Good grief I'm so thirsty, Mary Lou exclaimed,
I hope it's not too far!
No repreive for the wicked, is what they say,
into the swinging doors they burst;
the temporary sisters from c-p,
to swig and swil and quench their thirst.
They tied not one, but several on,
each drink they sampled fair;
and so the former nuns on the run,
had finally let down their hair!!