We consider ourselves modern humans Disconnected from our backwards ways Having left all of our superstitions behind As we chant together ancient incantations Hanging the fertility berries over the doors To welcome in love by Aeneas’ grace In the light of the portions of the Yule log We will keep burning for twelve nights Inviting in protection and luck into the home In the hope that some magic elf will come Leaving presents beneath our tree Decorated with bright lights for Saturnalia On the evening of Christ’s mass this year
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