A meek Christmas
Orange zest does invite us to fest
Another year of angst and anguish
How they more enviable are lavish
But pleasure in abundance-hence we
Were duly flattered by God’s approval
Removal from authority for one day
All our fears and anxiety at bay
Turkey heaven-little Tim only seven
Give him his joyous occasion-teen spirit
To the table without much persuasion
Blissful being-how the angels do sing
of our battle through the year, our tidings are
nearly here
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