Jesus was born in the spring,
But the Church said, see, here's the thing,
The pagans have solstice,
But our god is mostest!
So December is when we will sing.
At my funeral...when I died... Many people...really cried... The open casket sure smelled bad... Everyone felt really sad... The priest gave a very long speech... As everyone listened to him preach... At my funeral...when I died... Many people...really cried...
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A Poem...
By La Reidstero...
At my funeral...when I died...
Many people...really cried...
The open casket sure smelled bad...
Everyone felt really sad...
The priest gave a very long speech...
As everyone listened to him preach...
At my funeral...when I died...
Many people...really cried...
thank you for posting that poem, la reidstero. it is a classic.
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