Wednesday, 23 December 2015

Born in a Barn

He was born in a barn,
He has no manners,
 
He allows disreputable women to touch him inappropriately,
He tells those in religious authority where to get off,
He is known as a drunk,  because he is always hanging out at parties,
He rouses the rabble, and the government quakes,
He spits,  and rubs mud in people's faces,
He disrupts public ceremonies,
He perpetrates armed assault on bankers,
He flaunts the rules,
He appeared naked in public,
He dies in disgrace,
He opened a door and he refuses flatly to close it,
He was born in a barn and he has got no manners,
 
Yes,
Christ the saviour has come. 

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