A consternation to the Constable
Is Father Brown, the portly parish priest
Who, when the current culprit’s pulled the wool
O’er other’s eyes, the victims whom he’s fleeced,
Will see more keenly and put two and two
Together till at last it’s obvious,
When false leads are discarded, what is true,
Leaving the flummoxed constable to cuss.
And since it’s just the same each episode,
You’d think the copper would have learned respect,
But no, he simply follows the same road,
The priest teaching the inspector to inspect.
Yet though Brown always gets the inspector’s goat,
You’ll never see the godly father gloat.