Merry Christmas
Three wise men with frankinsense
Gold and myrrh packed up their tents
And headed east through gate and fence
(No Google maps for reference)
Behold that star up there they said
It stopped, look, right above his bed
According to the books we've read
This babe's a crown upon his head
Meanwhile shepheards watched their flocks
In overcoats and woolly socks
An angel came (with curly locks)
Said God is love and Jesus rocks
You see that star up in the east?
It means we're headed for a feast
So gather corn and kill the beast
Let's celebrate the very least
The baby's in a crib of hay
Seems fitting he should sleep that way
So when we come to Christmas day
It's gratitude that we display
Take a moment as you dine
To poor a glass of bubbly wine
Acknowledge all that's good and fine
Bless you all good friends of mine
Merry Christmas Everyone
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