Christmas Poems » Christmas Day in the Morning
Maids, get up and bake your pies,
Bake your pies, bake your pies;
Maids, get up and bake your pies,
'Tis Christmas day in the morning.
See the ships all sailing by,
Sailing by, sailing by;
See the ships all sailing by
On Christmas day in the morning.
Dame, what made your ducks to die,
Ducks to die, ducks to die;
Dame, what made your ducks to die
On Christmas day in the morning?
You let your lazy maidens lie,
Maidens lie, maidens lie;
You let your lazy maidens lie
On Christmas day in the morning.
- Bishoprick Garland, A.D. 1834
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- Christmas Omnipresent
- Merry Souls
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