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5d
Three kings,
    (camels, brocaded silk, jewelled rings)
give myrrh, frankincense and gold,
  to the star stinking stable born, offerings
    for the keeper of the fold,
    the toddling Lord of all.
This infant will be offered gall
    seers foretold;
the hammer's singing
  strike shall drive iron nails, cold
  steel piercing skin like stings
    that spike him for my sins.
I wrote this for a poetry course but I can't remember what form this poem is (perhaps it was the create my own form lesson). The rhyme is a ab abc cab ba a. Let rhyme is imperfect but seems to work.
Written by
Gerry Sykes  66/M
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