Croissant Confusion

I know a man who knows a man who knows three other men
who said that eating two almond croissants is an unforgivable sin.
But I’ve read The Good Book and I asked a priest who knows a thing or two,
so he called his pal at the Vatican and asked what we should do.

The Vatican guy said he would bring it up in his daily evening prayers
and if that didn’t work he’d explain it all to the fella that lives upstairs.
Turns out the man who lives upstairs is a very knowledgeable sort
who promised to search through the ancient archives as a way of doing his part.

So I waited a month for a note or a card, or even a text would do,
but no word came from anyone who had studied this through and through
until last week when a man dressed in black, carrying an ominous book,
knocked on my door and told me that even the Pope had taken a look.

Well, long story short, there is no rule that anyone could find
which addresses the number of almond croissants on which a man can dine.
But now that I have this common consent, which essentially sets me free,
I’ll never again eat two almond croissants; from now on it will always be three.

Roger Pierce   October 18, 2019     PoetryPlace.blog       ShiningSpirit.org