Christmas Carols Revised for 2002

Oh Little Town of Bethlehem, Updated

By Dr. E.A. Richards

Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
With blazing guns, like history's huns, Israeli tanks lurch by.
And in the dark streets shineth, with everlasting light,
Tracer bullets, cannon shells, are met in thee tonight.

Though Christ is born of Mary, and sends us Christmas love,
The killers shoot and maim and loot with choppers from above.
The morning stars together, proclaim the holy birth,
But US built F-16's swoop, and scorch the holy earth.

How deadly, oh how deadly, the rocket trails slash down,
Sharon's seasons greetings to the folks in blessed town.
The gift of broken bodies there, men, women, children too,
Sabra, Shatilla's butcher sends regards to all of you.

Oh holy Ones of Bethlehem, descend to us we pray,
Cast out the killers and the thugs that murder us today.
May Allah, G-d and Jesus take pity on our plight,
Oh stop the wanton slaughter, we pray to you tonight.

12/17/2001 MERRY GENOCIDE IN PALESTINE

By Dr. E.A. Richards


MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM ARIEL SHARON, THE BUTCHER OF SABRA\SHATILLA

(Using arms, aid, comfort, money, and media from the US)


On the First day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
An Arab baby's dead body.

On the Second day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Two thousand dying, and

On the Third day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Three hundred hurting,

On the Fourth day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Four tanks a rumbling,

On the Fifth day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Five F-16's,

On the Sixth day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Six rockets screaming,

On the Seventh day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Seven bombs a'blasting,

On the Eighth day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Eight mortars firing,

On the Ninth day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Nine Uzis shooting,

On the Tenth day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Ten homes exploding,

On the Eleventh day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Eleven killers killing,

On the Twelfth day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,
Twelve choppers strafing,

Chorus: (You know the melody)

On the Twelfth day of Christmas the Butcher sent to me,

Twelve choppers strafing,
Eleven killers killing,
Ten homes exploding,
Nine Uzis shooting,
Eight mortars firing,
Seven bombs a'blasting,
Six rockets screaming,
Five F-16's,
Four tanks a'rumbling,
Three hundred hurting,
Two thousand dying, and
An Arab baby's dead body.

(The Twelve Days of Christmas - as revised to fit the Middle East)