Merry Christmas Eve!
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring the hambone soup, not even Martha.
MMMMK, just had to get the brain going....
MMMMK, just had to get the brain going....
Our King has arrived,
pretty ordinary, Id say
curious how the kings from afar
tote gold and hommage to pay
A real head scratcher,
who is this King
my inclination is to hold back
with the Jews and not sing
he says our joy is not now
he says the last will be first
what kind of kingdom??
that sounds like the worst!
what kind of trick
who rigged the table
that a king would arrive
in a cows stinky stable??
scraping and sanding
the woodworking master
spins a beautiful work
from a knobby disaster
not just in the shop
but they say with his kin
spend an hour
and your favor he'll win
my curious heart
hopes mixed cynic's dispair
considers these polar
to mull over in my lair
ponder and puzzle
and consider his call
why do they sing
and carve that who? hash!?? all!
this vulnerable weak babe
lays in the straw
needing help from his momma
and daddy's strength he draws
turns out the king
suffers even more
crushed on a tree
a sign of whats in store
My hearts softened by his story
not my own grinchy doing
if id been left to myself
in misery id still be stewing
So for Christmas i ask
for a heart implant with more room
three sizes will do
hope it comes soon!
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