Jude, notoriously obscure, and yet the patron
Of numberless lost causes, hopeless cases:
Quite a portfolio, Saint, for one so little known;
I introduce myself as one of yours.
I love your dark, Laconic, reprehensive letter;
Be also patron of polemicists,
Martin Marprelate, Johnnie M, and so much lesser,
Me; I can see you also like allusions.
Your emblem is a club; I guess they beat you down;
You’d feel at home on Facebook, then, or Twitter;
You don’t seem humorous, and yet you had some fun,
Clouds without rain – that’s good – trees without fruit – and better,
Great swelling words, yet servile to the person.
Fair cop, Saint Jude; you’ve got us, got us, to the letter.