Advent to Candlemas (Vol. 5)

Squad

Looking down from the sky
On a dusty old town,
Some sheep caught my eye
As I gently came down:
My angelic squad
All singing to God.

It would have been dark
So we made it gold bright
With a heavenly spark
For the glorious night:
I shouted "Good news"
Which was met with abuse.

I know shepherds are tough
With a penchant to mock
And the way we arrived
Was a bit of a shock:
But hard cash for booze
Reinforced the good news.

We sang them a chorus
To finished the show
And said spread the news for us
To those down below:
They were all so perverse
Pig-hands wouldn't have been worse.