The Birth
The Birth

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A baby is born, happy is his mother,
As much as his father
From a tiny womb the new born
Comes to life making the cord torn;
Here comes the child unclothed,
Resting his head on his momma's lap,
There takes the child, a sweet nap
One more life gets infused;
The Lord is born in the stack of hay
All the animals living there are gay
Jesus is his sweet name
Becomes Christ in this life of game