Mary and her Little Lamb
Were wrapping presents under their tree
When they thought of all the MKs they knew
And they let their minds roam free
Most were in snowy lands
Wrapped up in furs or fleece
While some were from summer flies
Seeking respite and peace
"I wonder what they wish for?"
Said the Lamb to Mary dear
"Fancy clothes, a new car
Or the latest electronic gear?"
"Some will me thinks"
Replied Mary in reflective mood
"And some will just be grateful
To have a nice bit of food"
"What about the MKs", asked the Lamb
"Who on Fanda Eagles write?"
"Will they be asking for peace within
And pleasant dreams at night?"
"I think they will" said Mary
"So together a toast we'll raise
To all a Merry Christmas
May you receive that for which thee prays"
* * * *
"But what about those MKs"
The lamb went on to say
"Who have no family this Christmas
What for them do we pray?"
Mary thought a moment
For she knew of some to whom this does apply
"We'll wish them a special MK Christmas
Be it in land of snow or desert dry"
"We could put a special stocking on our tree"
The lambed mused at will
"A special stocking for each estranged MK
Of hope and peace to gladly fill"
And if you get the chance
Pop in and say hello
For amongst the lights and tinsel
There are stockings all a glow
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The MKs Christmas Cake
Ingredients:
T.L.C.
Kiwis
Australian
Hugs
Tears
Americans
Large Bottle of Brandy
Method:
Mix Kiwi, Australian and American MKs in large bowl, add in some TLC and tears and stir gently before adding in a nip of brandy, have a shot of brandy to make sure it is o.k.
Please carefully sum Hugs in bowl, but careful knot too mix Hugs to close to one Kiwi, add another nip of brady and have one for shelf.
Plut remainin TLC in bowel two and stir in cluckwise direction, befour aiding glass full of branty and having glass for shiff.
Put in ovan for hiff our and finnish branty beatle. Cluck till will dun and surf warm or cold if ovan knot on.
Merry Christmas
P.S.
NEWSFLASH Re Santa
He's been cooking this Chrismas cake
So he'll be on his way
As soon from slumber he doth wake
Rudolph has been helping
Thats how the nose got so red
And he's sleeping off his excess
Tucked up in my little bed
Mrs Bemused is a wondering
Why there's 7 reindeer on the lawn
Waiting for Santa and Rudolph
Who look sort of merry and forlorn
Never fear fellow MKs
They'll soon be on their way
Bemused has just the remedy for them
On this interesting Christmas Day
"So" I hear you asking
"What is in store for Santa dear"
Tune in after Christmas
For now I must disappear