We Three Kids
We Three Kids from Marple Bridge are
Sending gifts we bought from afar
Over ocean, slow in motion
Sending our best to Moma
Oh – Oh
Bits of paper, bits of string
Lot of love with what we bring
Homeward leading, fast proceeding
Offering our gifts to Moma.
First comes Stephie with a coat loud
Warm and padded, rain not allowed
Bright and furry, makes one purry
Easy to spot in a crowd.
Next comes Jonta, with an old book
Fat and wordy, worth a good look
Fact not fiction, perfect diction
What in the past they cooked
Last comes Andy, booked for a show
Friend comes with you,thought you should know
Sunday showing, wine glass flowing
Sitting up stairs, first in row.