Presents and angels.

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Merry Tuesday, and a Happy Next Tuesday!

Away in an office,
No crib for his bed
The good Doctor Dawkins
Laid down his huge head

The stars in the bright sky
Did nothing at all
The good Doctor Dawkins
Ignored bishops all

The Archbishops lowing
The good Doctor wakes
But the good Doctor Dawkins
Just sniggering he makes

I read thee, Doc Dawkins
Look up from your beer
And deal with these fundies
'Til good sense is here

Be near me, Doc Dawkins
Your writings will stay
As rational cluebats
So useful today

Bless all the dear atheists
Who paid retail fare
Take us to the real world
To live with thee there