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Yuletide
In this Season, they find Him;
Pauper's babe asleep in the barn.
They gaze skyward to ponder the stars,
And deny apostasy.
Colours red, white and green,
Chows, bountiful and green,
Carols musical and serene,
Alto, soprano mixed within.
You, plunged neck-deep
In Solomon's misdeed,
Now you can retrieve
Shards of penance and relief!
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