Forgive me, dear Bishop Finn.
I’ve committed a horrible sin.
I took some snap shots
Of a little girl’s crotch.
What terrible trouble I’m in!
Good gracious my dear Father Ratigan
We’ll have to inform the Vatican.
But the cops we’ll forgo
They just needn’t know,
If you’ll promise not to do that again.
Bishop Finn, you failed to report
A crime of the most heinous sort
There’s lots of excitement
About your indictment.
It’s the first of its kind in this court.