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    "Crack-House Christmas"genre: Seasonal/Holiday
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    Credits: Keith DesRochers

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    Crack -House Christmas

    Times were hard, it was Christmas eve
    the homeless shelter was filled with stares
    turkey gravy was on my sleeves
    and all the volenteers really seemed to care

    we washed the dishes and laid out our beds
    and in the darkness I thought to say
    the words of thanks speaking in my head
    I dropped to my knees and began to pray

    There was another who was on his knees
    the broken remains of a little boy
    I paused and listen to his pleas
    but he was not asking for a toy

    he cried

    please don't make live through another crack-house Christmas
    and please wont you save my mommy from herself
    no she can't seem to stop those the things that she's doing
    and I have never seen Santa Clause or his elves.
    remember all that stuff that you got for me last Christmas
    well I wished I could have given it all back
    my momma clucked it all away that very next morning
    for a tiny little sack filled with crack

    my mammas been gone for three days now
    and there's never any food in our room
    my coat is gone, I don't know how
    the preacher says you'll bee coming soon

    well all of a sudden it got real quiet
    and all of the darkness it fell away
    The heavens opened up to our sight
    and down came angles for which he prayed

    the brightness of the sun shown all around
    while all the angles held out their hands
    the boy, he rose up from his knees
    and then lifted right off the ground

    I began to understand


    He will never live another crack-house Christmas
    his momma was an angel now herself
    she has stopped all those things that she was doing
    well I believe in Santa and his elves
    he wont be needing any toys on this Christmas
    I really don't think that he'll be coming back
    finaly his momma is free from all her burning
    from that tiny little sack filled with crack

    suddenly they all shot up
    but left no hole in the ceiling
    the darkness sucked back to the shelter
    except that spot were he was kneeling

    He will never live another crack-house Christmas
    his momma was an angel now herself
    she has stopped all those things that she was doing
    well I believe in Santa and his elves
    he wont be needing any toys on this Christmas
    I really don't think that he'll be coming back
    finaly his momma is free from all her burning
    from that tiny little sack filled with crack








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