A gnostic ex-Catholic atheist Buddhist's Christmas carols

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I’m dreaming of a green Christmas

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So I don’t have to shovel snow
’Cause when I start liftin’,
My spine starts shiftin’,
And soon, my back will start to go…

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No powd’ry white or icy sheen;
May your X-rays all come out clean,
And may all your Christmases be green.

Away on a Greyhound

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The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head
Across both his parents, whose seats were reclined,
And the armrest between them dug into his side.

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While far in the back, someone’s boom box boomed loud
A drunk muttered ‘Sorry’ in the midst of a cuss
When he saw the Lord Jesus asleep on the bus.

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So little Lord Jesus could sleep through the night
An old man behind him unwrapped something fried
As our tiny salvation turned over and sighed.

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“Asleep with a smile on your cherubic face;
“Unworthy am I to scrape gum off your shoes,”
When your father turned to me and said, “It’s hey-seuss.

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O Little Town Of Bethlehem

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How still we see thee lie
I’ve heard as yet no fighter jets
A-roaring through your sky.
As Baghdad’s battered skyline
Sleeps well in sweet relief,
No army bands in any lands
Play “Hail To The Chief.”

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O worldly NYC,
Stand tall and lead us all to heed
Our Lady Liberty.
Her torch is once more shining
Its gen’rous, patient light
Your tired, your poor will nevermore
Hear gunfire in the night.

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Your paranoia’s through.
Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan:
They pose no threat to you.
Al-Qaeda’s all retired, and
In quiet, prosp’rous ease,
They spend their days in freedom
Raising happy families.

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We’ll all have forgotten who
With hearts of ice could sacrifice
The many for the few.
In morning we’ll awaken,
And shouts of joy release;
For all the world this night has heard
The silent sound of peace.

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Hairy Little Solstice

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Let your freak flag fly
Tell the world conformity’s for days gone by

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Straight, bi, trans, or gay
Geeks and freaks, our troubles could be far away

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Wary olden days,
Scary olden days
We’d hide,
But, my friend,
Say that’s at an end
And you’ll do your thing
With pride

Is this the year all loves can stand together?
Will The Man allow?
Can we be ourselves, and can we be them now?
I hope you’ll have a hairy Solstice time
 Somehow.

  • 11 Dec 2013