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Joy To the World

There once was a couple Names of Mary and Joe 5 Months off wedded bliss And not one seed did Joe sow. Then one day Mary sat Joe down Said she had news to make him glad A wonderful thing had happened And he was to be a dad. Joe looked at Mary As if she had gone crazy Woman how can this be I’ve done nought to make a baby. It was a miracle says Mary Happened the other night The Lord visited me and I saw Heaven And the room was filled with light. He said to me you are chosen To have a virgin birth The child shall be the son of God The saviour of all Earth. Now Joe was a simple man But of Mary’s tale he was not sure Do you think I was born yesterday Was it John from next door? My darling Joe I tell the truth This you must believe You are the only one for me Whom I would never deceive. And Joe saw in Mary’s tears That she was sincere He said he would spread the word And fill the world with cheer. The world rejoiced and praised When the baby boy was born Gifts arrived daily by first class post Gold, frankincense and perfume to be worn Now Joe became a sadder man Thoughts of Mary with another caused him pain So he gathered up all the gold And was never seen again.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 7/4/2015 11:47:00 PM
WOW, 2 poems on the home page... this is deep, , CONGRATULATIONS, on having your poem featured on the soup's home page. once again... that must be awesome to have two poems featured ~SKAT~
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Date: 7/4/2015 2:16:00 AM
I have now updated my About Me biography.
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Date: 12/16/2012 7:47:00 AM
You've got talent! so glad it didn't happen that way for real :)
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Ken Duddle
Date: 12/16/2012 9:25:00 AM
Yes people are a bit more knowledgeable as to how babies are made and would not fall for the virgin birth story.

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