RAMBLINGS FROM THE VICAR – 9 April 2017 The Donkey BY G. K. CHESTERTON When fishes flew and forests walked And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood Then surely I was born. With monstrous head
RAMBLINGS FROM THE VICAR – 9 April 2017 The Donkey BY G. K. CHESTERTON When fishes flew and forests walked And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood Then surely I was born. With monstrous head