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| Cross - Mitro Cross |
The cart and the donkey pull up the road
the load is heavy and mind blowing right
but to travel this distance in moonlight
is creating such a fearful fright
the dogs they are baying at night travelers
each running up and then back into the night
an obstreperous band of guarding fellows
taking their job on with great mightily might as a silver sliver of moonbeam lights up the very black night
around the bend stands a old farmhouse
once the home of the Mc'Nally clan
the boy all left home to play football
and became very talented men
but I digress that is not important
and I will say what I have come to say
so back again to the donkey and the reason
the reason for the journey that day
the cart it was filled with straw
straw hiding what was underneath
it was heavy and precious and it was something
something every one needs
the donkey was understandably nervous
and keep looking behind as he went
how in heavens name did he get here
in this lonely godforsaken place
on the road to eventual freedom
freedom for all
and I mean all in sight
for the cart contained precious relics
of a famous birth upon a very old night
the relics contained essence of goodness
from a man that went way beyond great
in fact he was quite holy and fought the very good fight
to make all people understand they are worthy
worthy of all that is good
so the donkey continues onward
because it seems many have forgotten his word
-Mitro
