Christening chain
By Abraham P
Published 25 August 2017
Jingle jangle gems juggling jokers
Treasure raining down as fast as angry raging golden monsters
Ding dong dang dong the church bells speak to God from many miles away
Gold, gold glittering gold give all the poor and the rich polished gold
My christening chain is the world to me
It is as bright and as yellow as the sun
My christening chain always sleeps around my neck
Cans, cans why give me cans why’ll I have my sensation which is of course is my golden chain
Now it’s time to go to sleep where many more wonders happen zzzzz