BOXING DAY

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AS I LOOKED OUT ON THIS FEAST OF STEPHEN WINTERY COLD AND GREY
LIGHT THE FIRE I'M NOT LEAVING CAUSE NOW IT'S CALLED BOXING DAY

WENCESLAS WAS GOOD AT BELIEVING HE WAS A RIGHTEOUS KING
PHILANTHROPIC, YET DECIEVING, TAXES ON EVERYTHING

THEN ONCE A POOR MAN NEVER THIEVING GATHERED FUEL THAT MORN
HE WAS TIRED EVER GRIEVING AND HIS COAT WAS TORN

WHAT DO I THINK I'M ACHIEVING, WHAT DO I HOPE TO GAIN
SHARE MY HEARTH AND THUS RELIEVING SOME OF THIS OLD MAN'S PAIN

IN A VOICE SHAKING AND HEAVING, HE TOLD ME HIS TALE
IN HIS LIFE HE HAD NEVER EVEN, BEEN TO A BOXING DAY SALE

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