To Bethlehem the couple came,
His wife upon a mule;
They had to sign a register,
At that time this was the rule.
They travelled more than seven days,
Then finally reached the City;
They found it hard to find a room,
No one would give them pity.
They eventually found a kindly man,
Who owned a local inn.
He gave them room inside a barn,
Where, her labour did begin.
She gave birth to a baby boy,
In the middle of the night.
Above their heads, there rose a star,
The brightest ever light.
The animals all gathered round,
And went down on their knees.
They knew the baby was to be king,
And now him they tried to please.
Three kings arrived, each bearing gifts,
From far off they had rode.
Each one bowing down to him
With, Myrrh, Frankincense, and Gold.
On December 25th this year,
Whilst kids with toys all play.
Tell them what it’s all about,
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