Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For

Christmas On by John D. Blase
In the face of seasoned waves of evil
that we would sign that old noel
that we would hang lights on branches
that we would give gifts to

The Magdalene by John D. Blase
She loved him because
his ways were gentle.
How he came to be like
that she did not know
and did not care.
It was enough that he was.
He always