“Rejoice!” the preacher sang today this Advent Sunday three “A cruel joke,” I muttered to my cellmate and TV For twenty Christmas Eves I’ve been cooped here against my will A couple more I’ll spend here while my kids enjoy the thrill Of Christmas angels heralding the liberator’s birth.
Rejoice? Rejoice!
Rejoice? Rejoice!
Rejoice? Rejoice!
“Rejoice!” the preacher sang today this Advent Sunday three “A cruel joke,” I muttered to my cellmate and TV For twenty Christmas Eves I’ve been cooped here against my will A couple more I’ll spend here while my kids enjoy the thrill Of Christmas angels heralding the liberator’s birth.