To Be a Wise Man
I’m a humble wise man, I bring frankincense and gold,
And a thermal vest for Mary, as it’s very very cold,
I’ve had a lot of deadlines and these days I’m such a blur
But I have a small conundrum; what the bloody ‘ell is myrrh?
I’ve checked in all the dictionaries, I’ve counted on my toes
I’m supposed to be a wise man, but I’m soon to be exposed,
I’ve asked around the stable; now I’m getting in a tizz,
Nobody has heard of myrrh, they don’t know what it is!
Anyway I’ve got to go, I’ve such a lot to do,
The stables need a clean as they’re just full of donkey poo
And Mary needs some help, she knows I’ve travelled oh so far,
But she’s asked me to wash nappies and to sterilise a jar,
And I need to counsel Joseph, as there seems to be some doubt
About the new born’s parentage, we need to sort that out….
©Jan Jack’s Perfect Verse 2010
Jan Jack, Perfect Verse.
Comedian, Bespoke Poet & Speaker
Telephone: 07917 127381
