He upstaged Christmas
With his sudden death
The mourners sang carols
And the children carried
Lanterns to the burial
Or maybe he planned it this way
To depart on a festive note
And couldn't wait for the child
To come but had to run
Down the road to meet him
To be there at the mother's labor
And hold the father's hand
After all someone had to feed the donkey
Someone had to tend the lambs
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