With presents rather glib
Aboard the latest camel car
To reach the baby's crib
One king brought a gift of mair
Alas, he couldn't spellit
But Mary broke wind in the air
And Jesus couldn't smell it
The second king brought Frankincense
A kind of foreign potion
But Mary used a local fence
To trade for wipes and lotion
The final king had brought some gold
Nine carat; duty free
Which Mary sneaked away and sold
Then bought Play Station 3
These days she'd have took them all
And thence without delay
Have started her own market stall
Or sold them on Ebay
