The Worst Parson at a Wedding

There's me, the parson who sells cork, the drunk uncle. The parson who went to australia normal but came back with redlocks. I sat beside that parson at a wedding. It was incredible. Learned shat tones about ferrets. Who else has we got at this table? The p Carson who'll bring a ferret in their jackets? That's real. He's the bos kill. If that person is at the lunatic table, there's no hancs a crack. That's the worst parson, and he's the only person really that deserves to be there,. cause everyone else is kind of harmless, just a bit odd.