Outside the Ivory-Cross Castles God Works His Wonders Too!

The bum shivered and shook in his ragged Sally Ann suit

As he huddled lonely for warmth in his box

He munched a donut so old it wore of mould

While his eyes darted and flicked like a fox

The palace of stone's light like a beacon did shine

But it offered no welcome for a man such as he

Heard Christmas bells chime and felt so alone

The man knew that was the way it must be

He saw the manger in front and he wondered with luck

Could he use some of the manger’s warm straw for his bed?

Baby Jesus won’t mind if a man who ain’t got a dime

Takes enough for a dry spot for his head

When the church doors closed so slowly he rose

Shuffling cross the street in his oversized shoes

They had holes in the toes, and laces of string

And were insulated with yesterdays news

He slid past the wise men said ‘scuse me to Mary

And slid down near a spotlight for heat

In the shadow of baby Jesus in a stable wood

He nestled in warm from his head to his feet

When the service was over parishioners gathered

To sing carols beneath the starry night

They gasped and they swore for the cops to be sure

Tp remove this nasty bum from their sight

He rose seeking pity but the like a good Christian city

The police complied with their demand

Till a child yelled to look at the porcelin baby 

The child saw something he didn’t understand

The hands of Christ Child reached out to the hobo
As tears trickled down plaster so cold
A miracle showed that the world isn’t right
Jesus wanted us to live the lessons he told.