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THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
`Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the town
Not a sign of Baby Jesus
Was anywhere to be found.
The people were all busy
With Christmas-time chores
Like decorating and baking,
And shopping in stores.
No one sang "Away in a manger,
No crib for a bed"
Instead, they sang of Santa
Dressed-up in red.
Mama watched Martha Stewart,
Papa drank beer from a tap
As hour upon hour
The presents they'd wrap.
When what from the T.V.
Did they suddenly hear?
`cept an ad, which told
Of a big sale at Sears.
So away to the mall
They all flew like a flash ...
Buying things on credit,
And others with cash!
And, as they made their way home
From their trip to the mall,
Did they think about Jesus?
Oh, no ... not at all.
Their lives were so busy
With their Christmas-time things
No time to remember
Christ Jesus, the King.
There were presents to wrap
And cookies to bake.
How could they stop and remember
Who died for their sake?
To pray to the Savior ...
They had no time to stop.
Because they needed more time
To "Shop `til they dropped!"
On Wal-Mart! On K-Mart!
On Target! On Penney's!
On Hallmark! On Zales!
A quick lunch at Denny's.
From the big stores downtown
To the stores at the mall
They would dash away, dash away,
And visit them all!
Submitted by Glenda Elliott