I am the donkey, soft and gray,I carried his mother from far away.
I am the ram, with my curly horn I guard the stall where the child is born.
I am the ox, strong as steel, before the only son I kneel.
We are the shepherds who watch the sheep, tonight a holy watch we keep.
We are the wise man, gifts we bring for baby jesus, our new born king.
I am Mary, the mother mild, how I love my tiny child.
I am the baby asleep in the hay, and I am the reason for christmas Day.
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