St Brendan’s First Class Nativity Play

by joetwo

Four days before Christmas, at half past three

The parents all gathered, bubbling with glee

Filling the sports hall, cameras at the ready

Tipsy hands struggled to keep video steady

Everyone knew it would be quite a day

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Young Billy was first, a curious sight

An Angel in converse glowing all white

His dad was excited, though he’d spent all his dole

A major expense for a man on parole

With the costumes all out and lines ready to say

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Mary and Joseph by Glenda and Ben

Poor Joe had a moustache drawn with a pen

Mary in bed-sheets, pillow for a bump

When the chorus cried out just watch her jump

The whole big production was lovely and gay

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The shepherds were next, their heads in tea towels

The giggles from others had them in scowls

Each had in their hands a wee stuffed lamb

Though strangely one looked more like a clam

Inaccurate animals were all okay

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Next on the stage came the innkeeper

Dressed all in black like a three foot Grim Reaper

He told the small couple he was fully booked

Wee Joe turned to Mary, said “We’re pretty Fucked!”

Nobody knows what the children will say

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The teacher turned white, Father Jones had a stroke

Their plans for a clean night gone up in smoke

Some people looked shocked, others aghast

The back row had faces like wind was just passed

Often as not things just don’t go your way

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Somebody giggled, another did shout

A large matron screamed “What’s all this about?!”

A young man took umbrage at what was just said

Saying “Why don’t you close your big pie-hole instead?”

Tempers all flared and soon ran away

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Big Jim took a swing, hit Fred in the face

And soon there was fighting all over the place

The children saw all from up on the stage

Taking bets on who’s dad had the most rage

Their wagers were small and easy to pay

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Within fifteen minutes the place was a mess

The teacher sat crying tears onto her dress

Someone had Squealed and Police had come

Ten warned, Five Arrested, Three on the run

But all there agreed, What a wonderful day

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