NATIVITY ACTIVITY

said Joe, to Bethlehem, let's steal

my mule, a tool, to carry

if inn is out, i will, no doubt

arrange a manger, Mary

so on the beast, in grief, his wife

no saddle for a shielding

you bet your life, she felt some strife

yet rode his ass, unyielding

just as they thunk, there was no bunk

their plans were gravely tabled

their patience thin, they left the inn

and in a manger stabled

the donkey ride disturbed the bride

she screamed "i broke my water"
the child inside came forth and cried

and Joe yelled "its a daughter ! "

now Mary'd heard the prophecies

so that was hard to grapple

she asked Joe to look harder, please

for stem upon the apple

no stem adorns, said Joe, forlorn

she's female in her glory

next year, its sworn, a son was born

but that's a different story