By Lawrence Hall
Word Count: 83
Rating: G
Summary: A tongue in cheek shot at pilgrimages and Chaucer
Astride his horse, the gift-shop blisful martir
Raises his glov’ed hand in priestly blessing
For those who wear his token in evidence
Of a devout pilgrimage to Canterbury
By tour bus those who wolden ryde there
To seek a blessing (and a souvenir)
In brass Saint Thomas and his horse and groom
Forever stand; Saint Thomas seems to ask
“Sin you have seyn the paving wher I deyd –
Let now Iesu forever be your gyde”