'Go Away To The Manger' Poem by Linda Winchell

I was told to, 'go away to the manger! '
Because, all were dead, in the crib!
Not even that, little baby Jesus
could say, He knew what was did!

All were partying hard last night!
Harder, than was ever seen before!
So most are now, all drunk dead!
laying on the kitchen floor!

So onto the manger, Yep! , that's what I just said!
I guess I can find, some clean straw
where I can lay my, sinus stuffed head!
But wait! I'm alergic!
To such animals, as these!
'Ah, Ah, AH, CHEW! ' Sorry, I just had a wet sneeze!