Away with the manger!
A trough for a crib
With dung for a carpet
And straw for a bib.
The cobwebs and rafters
Looked down where he lay
His cradle cap
Halo caressed by the hay
The cattle 'helloing'
Are sniffing his straw
And laying fresh carpet
All over the floor.
I love thee Lord Jesus
Especially small,
A baby can't crucify
Challenge or call.
Get from me boy Jesus
Get far, far away,
Pull down the stable
And burn all the hay!
For all the dear children
In thy tender care
Wont let you grow up
While the stable is there.
Have a real Christmas!
A
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Mmm - not sure.
Have posted some thoughts about the baby Jesus at my place.
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