WE THREE KINGS (pandemic parody) Lyrics copyright R G Huff 2020 Permission granted for use www.thedeaconsbench.com We three kings are six feet apart We’ll sanitise before we depart We’ve been tested as suggested Careful are we and very smart Cho Do our our masks go with our gowns? Do these face shields hide our frowns? We’ve had plenty twenty twenty Soon we’ll head for David’s town Melchior is now quarantined Stuck in Persia, so it seems No more travel on a camel Until there is a safe vaccine Balthasar has lost his taste Eating food is such a waste How disquieting, now he’s dieting Life is now much slower paced Caspar left the caravan He postponed his stargazing plans No more roaming Caspar’s homing washing his reddened hands Cho Still our masks clash with our gowns Face shields hide our toppled crowns We’ve had plenty twenty twenty One day we’ll get to David’s town
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