Stealing Christmas (from Christ) Part 1
or Rise of the Christmas Heathens
T’was a few weeks before Christmas when I realized the heist
The day had been stolen; it was no longer for Christ
There were stockings and presents and a big shiny tree
Some cookies and candy which were sucked down with glee [1]
A fat man named Santa who flew in a sleigh
Had bribed all the children and swept Jesus away
No crosses at Christmas but how could this be?
T’was all fine and dandy for a heathen like me.
The Godless took Christmas, We retrieved it in fact
They stole it from heathens, and we wanted it back
The pagans had danced at this time of year
They sang ‘round their fires; they drank some dark beer
The Yuletide’s been merry for quite a long time
A long time before this particular crime
No churches or mangers; not even a star
Are needed this Christmas, just seats at the bar
The heist was successful; Christmas heathens unite
A Christless Christmas to all, and to all a drunk night
- K. Michael Beers
You're a poet...and didn't even know it! Good stuff man, keep 'em coming! Bah Humbug!
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