Email Poem

Your IP Address: 3.18.110.187

Your Email Address:

To Email Address:

Subject

Personal Note:

Poem Title:

Poem

[Away In A Manger - revisited]

Where Dave is the ranger
And Tom is the mayor
The saloon is open
And Milt gambles there

On high in the night sky
A star ’bove the church
The beacon of Soup Creek
To aid in the search

An old passing stranger
Had let it be heard
That a babe would be found
And his name was the word

Now, Mark was the sheriff
He closed the saloon
And Jenna, quite frankly
Wasn’t over the moon

She said find that baby
And find it real soon
My bar can’t be closed 
While this night has a moon

In the church they found him
And o what a fright
That poor baby’s young face
Was smeared with Marmite

But Tom said Stand clear men
That God-awful pong
We thought was yeast extract…
It seems we were wrong

CAPTCHA Preview

Type the characters you see in the picture

Required