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Merry Christmas
ANON In the rush of the merry morning, ...

Little Wolff's Wooden Shoes
A CHRISTMAS STORY BY FRANCOIS COPPEE; ADAPTED AND TRANS...

Cradle Hymn
ISAAC WATTS Hush, my dear, lie still and slu...

Masters In This Hall
ANONYMOUS To Bethlem did they go, the shephe...

Christmas At Fezziwig's Warehouse
CHARLES DICKENS "YO HO! my boys," said Fezziwig. "...

When The Stars Of Morning Sang
ANNE P.L. FIELD When the stars of morning sa...

The Three Kings
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Three Kings came ...





A Christmas Insurrection






ANNE P.L. FIELD

In the hush of a shivery Christmas-tide dawn
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
Three small frozen figures hung stiff and forlorn
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
Three dim ghostly forms in the glimmering gray
Locked up in dark cold storage quarters were they
Awaiting the coming of glad Christmas day
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!

Suspended each one from a hickory twig
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
A turkey, a goose, and a little fat pig
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
With chestnuts the turkey was garnished and stuffed
With onions and sage was the goose-carcass puffed,
While piggy was spiced, and his neck was beruffed
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!

Three spirits regretful were hovering near
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
Look! gobbled the turkey's, what tragedy's here!
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
For this did they tempt me with fattening food,
For this did I bring up my beautiful brood,
I always thought farmers uncommonly rude!
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!

The goose spirit trembled, then hissingly said
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
Most men care for nothing except to be fed!
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
What horror is this, filled with onions and sage
To be served on a platter at my tender age!
'Tis enough any well-disposed fowl to enrage!
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!

The phantom pig grunted, Do please look at that!
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
Oh! why did I grow up so rosy and fat!
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
They put in my mouth a sweet, juicy corncob
Just when of sensations my palate they rob,
Do you wonder such sights make a spirit-pig sob!
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!

Conferring, the spirits resolved on a plan
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
By which to wreak vengeance on merciless man
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!
We'll each disagree with the human inside,
We'll cause indigestion and damage his pride,
And the pains of this Christmas we'll spread far and wide!
Sing hey! sing ho! heigho!





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