FANCY DRESS BASH

 
You may find this poem to be amusing and fun
For it's not everyday you see a nun with a gun 
Well that's what it looked like to little old me 
Didn't have my specs on so I couldn't really see

The nun I'm sure was talking to the local vicar
I'm sure he was drinking a bottle of brown liquor 
I know my eyesight is poor without my specs 
I'm  certain I saw black worn around their necks 

My friend told me all this was a fancy dress bash 
Would explain an old lady wearing a moustache 
I must book an appointment with my optician 
Then I won't find myself in this awkward position