5th day of poems

On the 5th day of Christmas my true love sent to me -
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A wind of winter, to blow the world so clean,
that all the streets were swept and the village seen.
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A hunters' moon, a race of clouds across a vista
of iced roses, and a well dug bed, he kissed her -

The snow formed a barrier over ground, through which
the invaders came. It was high midwinter, with just a tinge -
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of hope. The baby came at midnight, when all around
were in bed, the star formed an apex, and angel sound
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floated down. A little later, the police came, with sheep,
to check upon the manger, for eu regulations size - beep! beep!
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The noise they said was loud, and Angels wern't allowed,
Mary became obstuctorous, said they were, and bowed.
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Later the local priests called in; with food, and drink
a present or two for Christmas, and with a dreadful wink -
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left them to enjoy the holidays, in the school hall
where all the other students were to have a Christmas ball.
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