THE ODE TO THE INNKEEPER

The Innkeeper stands, he is guarding the door

He's got all he wants, he has room for no more

'O yes, there's a stable, not fit for a king

Have that if you like, it don't mean a thing.

But don't come inside, I've so much to do

I haven't the time to listen to you.'

A night to remember, the skies were aglow,

The shepherds excited in stable below,

But the Innkeeper lay in his comfortable bed

And turned to his wife and happily said,

'It's been a good day dear, the mortgage is paid,

It seems that we our fortune have made.'

Down in the stable, mystery dawns,

The young baby stretches and placidly yawns;

B.C. becomes A.D. the calendar's changed.

History's structure is now re-arranged,

But the Innkeeper sleeps 'til morning light

He has no idea what happened that night.

Wise men arrive at the pull of a star,

Bow in deep homage they've come from afar;

Retrace their steps having heard from above

Rejoice in the blessing of God and his love

But the Innkeeper's busy checking his wealth

Nothing to give, only thinks of himself.

The story of Advent has stayed through the years

The birth of a Saviour has scattered our fears'

Thousands of folk have now come to the

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