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Whitby church under threat from landslips

The church, brained by Henry,
crazy, incontinent cliffhanger,
stares catatonic out to sea,
while its footing, undermined,
falls away, clean bones and all,
into Fortune's Kippers.

Crestfallen and bitter, our vicar
transplants the dearly departed
and prays to God, perhaps,
then calls a civil engineer.

Ganache