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With military precision, we parade around the
stores
Choosing little gift packs in twos and threes and
fours!
We start hoarding little gift tags and loads of
wrapping too
To ensure we've got the prefect gift to present to
Aunty Pru.
When Christmas fever hits us, we try to pull out
all the stops
And aim to be the first one to try and buy out all
the shops!
We're buying up the sort of stuff we never bought
before,
And then we hear from Uncle George and have to buy
some more!
We head up to the attic and drag down the Christmas
tree,
And when we see the state of it - we curse
excessively -
Because this was more expense that we didn't want
to spend
And although we do resent it - we buy a new one in
the end!
We are forced to buy a turkey, stuffing, sprouts
and ham
Then follow all the recipes passed down from dear
old Gran!
We gorge on Christmas pudding, mince pies and rum
sauce -
And for all of this indulgence, we'll have to pay
of course!!
We remind the little children to hang their
stockings on the wall
And warn "You must be really sleeping or Santa will
not call!"
When finally all are settled and safely in their
bed -
You might recall the story from the Bible that you
read!
How a tiny little baby was born one Christmas Day
And the only place to comfort him was on a bed of
hay.
Where Mary loved her only son as she rocked him to
and fro
And cast her eyes to the twinkling stars and the
crisp and even snow!
How did we lose the Message of what Christmas was
about,
And take it's simple meaning and turn it inside
out?
Nowdays it's common if we all end up in debt
And the reason how it started - all too easy to
forget.
We only need a little gift to give and show we care
Just like the Kings who give the gold, the
frankincense and myrrh.
It's important we remember with our cards and
presents too
That tiny little baby who first brought the Word to
you!
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