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Ab Carols - Christmas Eve
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Seriously, including this festive silliness Happy Christmas to all.......hopefully I have got everybody in the last 9 days. Tomorrow's two have been requested to complete the set, particularly if Ed goes for a book.....
Carol 21
In the ummmm midwinter, carols that made fgt groan,
ABers stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Smow had fallen, pixie on dust, smow on smow,
In the ummmm midwinter, not so long ago.
Our Ed, heaven cannot hold Him, nor Advertising sustain;
Suspenders and Trolls shall flee away when He comes to reign.
In the ummmm midwinter, a public house sufficed
The Redman and Rowan Beer-Fest, the ale mispriced.
Enough for Him, Whom Crafty in Gin worships night and day,
Dee Sa full of Rum, and Horseshoes’ plate of hay;
Enough for Ed, Whom Tinkerbells fall before,
The Dogs, Cats and rockyracoon which adore.
Prudies and Barmaids may have gathered there,
Castle and Towers ABers thronged the air;
But Nungate mother only, in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped Queen of Mean with a kiss.
What can I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a bard or Nibble, I would bring a slaney lamb;
If I were MarkRae, I would do my Latin part;
Yet what we can we give our Ed: some Eccles Tarts?
Carol 22
The first Noël the Alba did say
Was to three poor goatherds in fields as they lay.
In KarenMac’s fields where they lay keeping goats,
On a cold winter’s night, Jayne’s naked in a fur coat.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, noël, noël.
Flat Out is the Ed of AB.
They looked up and saw a shaney star
Shining in the Flumpy East, beyond them far,
And to AB it gave wharton light,
And so Voddie’s party continued, day and night.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, dickythecook
Has roasted his AB chook.
And by the light of that shaney Star
Three Wise WoMen came from crafty country far,
To seek for a LieInKing was their intent,
And to follow Chrissa wherever she went.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, sloopy sailed.
Waxed, Nessied and impaled.
This Chrissa drew nigh to Owd’s North West;
Then o'er Kettering it took it's rest.
There she did nok, stop and 4getmenot stayed,
Right over the place where the Gnome did lay.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, Mrs Overall.
Marigolds three or four.
Then did they know assuredly
Within that headwreck, the bottles did lie
One entered in then for to see
And found Lady J making pottery.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, noël, Oh hell.
On the floor is Our Welshie.
Then enter'd in those Wise WoMen three,
MT reverently upon Penelope’s tilly knee,
And offer'd there, in Ed’s presence,
Gness gold, and sibton myrrh, and Mrs O sense.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, noël, noël.
This verse is naomi’s nonsense.
Between the front door and NoM’s wine glass,
This Scots lass truly plastered she was;
For want of Ann’s clothing they did her lay
Minty in a manger, amongst Tony’s hay.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, noël, O tell.
Squarebear let out for a day.
Then let us all with petal’s accord
Sing sunnydave songs to AB’s Lord;
That hath made Answerbank from 2sp and nought,
And with his blood, Advertising hath bought.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, what a cantrelle.
“Inactive” our dear Lord Rae.
If we in sherrard’s time do well
We shall be free from SAB and Hell
For Ed hath prepared for us all
A bluestone vibrating rest place with bells.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, noël, noël.
Noël, Poël, noël, Marvël.
Flat out is Our Ed of AB.
Seriously, including this festive silliness Happy Christmas to all.......hopefully I have got everybody in the last 9 days. Tomorrow's two have been requested to complete the set, particularly if Ed goes for a book.....
Carol 21
In the ummmm midwinter, carols that made fgt groan,
ABers stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Smow had fallen, pixie on dust, smow on smow,
In the ummmm midwinter, not so long ago.
Our Ed, heaven cannot hold Him, nor Advertising sustain;
Suspenders and Trolls shall flee away when He comes to reign.
In the ummmm midwinter, a public house sufficed
The Redman and Rowan Beer-Fest, the ale mispriced.
Enough for Him, Whom Crafty in Gin worships night and day,
Dee Sa full of Rum, and Horseshoes’ plate of hay;
Enough for Ed, Whom Tinkerbells fall before,
The Dogs, Cats and rockyracoon which adore.
Prudies and Barmaids may have gathered there,
Castle and Towers ABers thronged the air;
But Nungate mother only, in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped Queen of Mean with a kiss.
What can I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a bard or Nibble, I would bring a slaney lamb;
If I were MarkRae, I would do my Latin part;
Yet what we can we give our Ed: some Eccles Tarts?
Carol 22
The first Noël the Alba did say
Was to three poor goatherds in fields as they lay.
In KarenMac’s fields where they lay keeping goats,
On a cold winter’s night, Jayne’s naked in a fur coat.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, noël, noël.
Flat Out is the Ed of AB.
They looked up and saw a shaney star
Shining in the Flumpy East, beyond them far,
And to AB it gave wharton light,
And so Voddie’s party continued, day and night.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, dickythecook
Has roasted his AB chook.
And by the light of that shaney Star
Three Wise WoMen came from crafty country far,
To seek for a LieInKing was their intent,
And to follow Chrissa wherever she went.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, sloopy sailed.
Waxed, Nessied and impaled.
This Chrissa drew nigh to Owd’s North West;
Then o'er Kettering it took it's rest.
There she did nok, stop and 4getmenot stayed,
Right over the place where the Gnome did lay.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, Mrs Overall.
Marigolds three or four.
Then did they know assuredly
Within that headwreck, the bottles did lie
One entered in then for to see
And found Lady J making pottery.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, noël, Oh hell.
On the floor is Our Welshie.
Then enter'd in those Wise WoMen three,
MT reverently upon Penelope’s tilly knee,
And offer'd there, in Ed’s presence,
Gness gold, and sibton myrrh, and Mrs O sense.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, noël, noël.
This verse is naomi’s nonsense.
Between the front door and NoM’s wine glass,
This Scots lass truly plastered she was;
For want of Ann’s clothing they did her lay
Minty in a manger, amongst Tony’s hay.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, noël, O tell.
Squarebear let out for a day.
Then let us all with petal’s accord
Sing sunnydave songs to AB’s Lord;
That hath made Answerbank from 2sp and nought,
And with his blood, Advertising hath bought.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, what a cantrelle.
“Inactive” our dear Lord Rae.
If we in sherrard’s time do well
We shall be free from SAB and Hell
For Ed hath prepared for us all
A bluestone vibrating rest place with bells.
Chorus:
Noël, noël, noël, noël.
Noël, Poël, noël, Marvël.
Flat out is Our Ed of AB.
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