Twas Christmas Day in the Workhouse

Twas Christmas Day in the Workhouse

I remember my Dad saying this when i was a child –

It was Christmas Day in the workhouse
the snow was raining fast
a bare footed man with clogs on
came walking running past
he turned around a straight crooked corner
to see a dead donkey die
he pulled out his pistol to stab him
the donkey spat in his eye
next day he went to the theatre
he had a front seat at the back
he fell from the floor to the gallery
and broke a front bone in his back
a lady gave him an orange
he ate it and gave it her back
it was Christmas Day in the workhouse
and the snow was raining fast.

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