The Book of Otter: Time & Responsibility

The Otter was forced into this speech on the second Sunday after Septuagesima:

Little children.  

You make too much noise.

How much room in my head do you think I have for all this chatter?

Oh, all right.

Time wears my coat, and sits in my chair, and I stand with a cigarette between my fingers.

But I will show you one more time:

Here is the church.  Here is the steeple.

These are the leaders.  These are the people.

This is my son.  This is my daughter.

This is the wine.  This is the water.

Here is the knife.  Here is the bread.

Here is the book with the words we have said.

That is the heretic, this is the saint:

One looks like the other with a good coat of paint.

Priest, pauper, trollop, prince, poor, and prized,

Giant, gigantic, and undersized;

Here you have come.  So stand, sit, or lie.

Tell your own truth here.  I’ll wonder why.

Comments

[Natalie]

Oh, I like this. Especially these lines:

That is the heretic, this is the saint:
One looks like the other with a good coat of paint.