It was Christmas night,
and the three wise men
were lost in the wilderness.
Deliveries of gold, frankincense
and myrrh for the baby Jesus
seemed a dismal failure.
Then from the ether, the voice of
a Savant " Follow the red star,
Follow the red star ". Onward they pressed.
With one eye to the heavens they arrived at the
" HEIN-EK-INN " and before setting out for the stables
at Bethlehem, they had one for the road.