St. Patty's Day (really bad) limericks

I have no idea why this incident with a dog named St. John popped into my memory today. This memory comes from our college days when the pastor of St. John Mennonite, the church we attended, invited a bunch of young adults to his home for a meal. St. John was chained but if you got too close...

So in honor of St. John and St. Patrick...

There once was a dog named St. John.
To a pastor and wife he belonged.
Named after the church
We found in our search,
The church that we settled upon.

There once was a dog named St. John.
A saint? He was more of a con.
Good Doc got too close
And got a good dose
Of St. John's welcome gone wrong.

There once was a man named Good Doctor
Who was destined to be a wise scholar
A bite in the butt
From that big mangy mutt...
Who knew it'd be future blog fodder?

We have no idea the reason behind the photo

but we think the sign said, "For Cindy".

That's our story and we're sticking with it.