Ah... Venice! <br /> <br />Not above stealing <br />a saint or two <br /> <br />when considered necessary <br />or seen as politically expedent. <br /> <br />So, St. Mark <br />finds himself smuggled <br /> <br />past Muslim customs <br />snuggled up in a casket of pork. <br /> <br />France's St. Roch <br />is nicked...yes but... <br /> <br />purely for medicinal purposes <br />...to ward off plague. <br /> <br />But St. Mark's <br />(shhhh...don't panic the pigeons <br />in the Square) <br /> <br />really takes the biscuit <br /> <br />containing as it does <br /> <br />one of the very knives <br />used to cut bread <br /> <br />at the Last Supper. <br /> <br />Yep. One of the very ones! <br /> <br />Not to mention <br />a finger of Mary Magdalene. <br /> <br />Yeah...one of her very own ten. <br />Now...she's not using them! <br /> <br />The stone upon <br />which John(the Babtist) <br /> <br />was beheaded. <br /> <br />Yes...the very one! <br /> <br />Yet only one <br />of the four authenticated <br /> <br />skulls of the great man! <br /> <br />And one(sadly only one) <br />of the numerous arms <br /> <br />of St. George <br />perhaps the very one <br /> <br />with which he slew the daragon. <br /> <br />But then on the island <br />of Murano <br /> <br />they have(have they not) <br />the bones of the dragon <br /> <br />slain by St. Donato. <br /> <br />Ah...Venice <br />my Venice! <br /> <br />Full of sunshine <br />& laughter!<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-very-one-for-janice/
