A Chrismas Carol

Me Three Kings

Me the king of Orient am
Staff bear gifts they traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following GOATly star

O GOAT of wonder, GOAT of night
I am royal beauty so bright
Very high seedling, still proceeding
Guiding you to thy Perfect Light

Born a King on Switzerland’s plain
Gold I bring down to Me again
King forever, retiring never
Over you all to reign

O Star of wonder, star of night
What a beauty look at My sight
Grand Slam leading, still proceeding
My shorts can be a little tight

Shankincense to offer have I
Sometimes I almost pull a thigh
Prayer and praising, Little Guys raising
Worship Me, I can almost fly

O GOAT of wonder, GOAT of night
I want the night match, make it right
I am still leading, never needing
Look at Me, My mirror is right

Stan bought Me some bitter perfume,
It made Me feel like gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Will return it this afternoon

O I am a wonder, I am a sight
Fed-Force One private flight
Westward leading, still proceeding
Australia next it’s in My sight

Glorious now behold Me arise
King and GOAT and all things nice
Alleluia, Alleluia
Mr Wimbledon replies

You know I’m a wonder, star of night (match)
GOAT with royal beauty bright
Forever leading, always proceeding
Remember that I’m always right.

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Happy Christmas everyone,

PF xx

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2 thoughts on “A Chrismas Carol

  1. Merry Christnas to You, Mirky, the girls, the unseen boys, staff, and Me. May you leave the Shankincensce at home come Aussie Open

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