A Christmas one, in fact,
But it really was the strangest thing
And showed such little tact.
For laying in the manger
Was Santa, big as life,
Surrounded by some little elves
And Rudolph and his wife.
There was so much excitement
That the shepherd’s saw the glow
Of Rudolph’s bright and shining nose
Reflected on the snow.
So in they rushed to see him
Followed by the wise men three,
Who came not bearing any gifts ~
Just some stockings and a tree.
They gathered round about him
To sing praises to his name;
A song about Saint Nicholas
And how he came to fame.
Then they handed him the lists they’d made
Of, oh, so many toys
That they were sure they would receive
For being such good boys.
And sure enough he chuckled,
While reaching in his bag,
And placed in all their outstretched hands
A gift that bore a tag.
And on that tag was printed
A simple verse that read,
“Even though it’s Jesus’ birthday,
Please take this gift instead.”
Then I realized they really did
Know Who this day was for
Though by every indication
They had just chosen to ignore.
And Jesus looked upon this scene,
His eyes so filled with pain ~
They said this year’d be different
But they’d forgotten Him again.