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Evil knight, wholly night,
Vests
his dough in a young nerd bright.
Even so, the malevolent
childe
Loses his shirt in a downturn mild,
Yielding his sword and his
piece.
Now we will never have peace.
Angels often herd on high,
Nodding nimbly
all the day.
God says little in reply,
Echoing what actors
say:
Less is more-o-o-o-o-or-o-o-o-o-or-o-o-o-o-oria,
As one seeks
my way-o,
Less is more-o-o-o-o-or-o-o-o-o-or-o-o-o-o-oria,
As one seeks
my way-ay-o.
There is no well, the angels did say,
In
search of a hot tub in which they might play,
Nor mo-ore than one bloke
to manage the sheep,
A lover of Oprah, demented but
deep.
No well, no well, no well, no well,
We need a hot tub in Israel,
No well, no well, no well, no well,
We need a hot tub in Israel!
Praised be the shoppers, toyful and
triumphant,
And the package tourists bound for the Caribbean.
Underneath
their passions, they would all be angels,
Hoping to adore Him,
Hoping to adore Him,
Hoping to adore Him,
While serving other Lords.
Give us what we're asking for, or we will you
dismay.
In Heaven God may reign, but we want toys on Christmas
Day!
Unless you do, some things you cherish well might go
astray,
Like that Longines watch that long has been your joy, long your
joy,
If you don't give in, you just might lose your
toy!
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