Child's Christmas in Wales

With mistletoe and candle green To Halloween we go Ten murdered oranges bled on board ship Lend comedy to shame The cattle graze bold uprightly Seducing down the door To saddle swords and meeting place We have no place to go Then wearily the footsteps worked The hallelujah crowds Too late but wait, the long legged bait Tripped uselessly around Sebastopol Adrianapolis The prayers of all combined Take down the flags of ownership The walls are falling down A belt to hold Columbus too, perimeters of nails Perceived the mamma's golden touch Good neighbors were we all