Samuel P Jingo

Samuel P. Jingo was destined to be the king of kings The color of a skunk or dairy cow, we called him Jings. He kept saying he did not mean to pull the sword from the stone. It was an accident, something he had done, all alone. The town would not hear of anyone else having the honor. Although the reindeer wanted the crown, especially Donner. Jings was worried, and kept saying that he needed a sign. He is full of integrity and honesty, this cousin of mine. The day of the coronation God sent cherubs from heaven. They brought in some treats, some lox, bagels and leaven. We know you have been selected and by the very best. They said as they helped Samuel P. Jingo get dressed. This was the sign my cousin had been waiting for. He put on that crown and he strutted out the door. The religious men gave him a speech and a prayer. I admit that I am thrilled that I could be there.