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A smile from a friend cheered my spirit, 
And then we chatted about the season; 
Then another smile caught me with it, 
He must’ve smiled for a good reason. 

He gave an invitation into his office, 
And although he was much older, 
We had similar hobbies and a vice, 
Snooker, and I had a roaring whir.  

He was the only atheist at the school, 
Apart from one another, far away, 
So I appreciated his view of yule, 
And at Christmas passed by his way. 

And at Uni I asked the friends I liked, 
Into my room for a chat and a coffee, 
When we’d reminisce past Xmas’s liked, 
And disclose our presents for the tree. 

James used to read the xmas story, 
To me from the bible, chronologically, 
I mean, first Matthew, then Luke’s glory, 
Then Matthew again, then Luke to see. 

‘Cos mum would make us read the bible,  
Together at Christmas time, irksomely, 
So we used our minds to suss the fable, 
And read it sanely and intelligently. 

James never let on about my question, 
Of the consistency of the four gospels, 
Since I was too young for that objection, 
Which analysis and thought dispels.

So I’m not confused at the nativity, 
Or numbed by the repeated interlude, 
Given each year with naive brevity,
About a working man’s tale, crude. 

So I love my friends at Christmas time, 
Have discourse and exchange opinions, 
About what’s happening and what crime, 
Is topical, we have communications.

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