What’s this? Myrrh?
Not top of anyone’s wish-list this Christmas.
Here you go – kiss kiss.
Not Dorling Kindersley or Early Learning
Incense burning
And Myrrh –
Did you keep the receipt for returning?

Myrrh for a baby?
Couldn’t you find an urn or a coffin?
Did you try Co-operative?

Death, while still at his mother’s breast?
Final breath before words expressed?
Who do you think you are?
Seeing stars
Travel far
Straight from your bar in the east
With your Myrrh.

I mean how do you even say it? 
Myrrh Myyrrrh
Why are there no vowels?

I mean, thanks, at least,
For coming to this nativity,
But I wish you’d considered more practicality;
Like a cot. This manger’s not exactly
Palatial.

Who would think to give a baby myrrh?
That’s today’s baby raising craze is it?
Put him to bed – calm him with incense
Then embalm him – stop him crying in the night.
Right!

Myrrh for a baby
Myrrh for a murder
Mother cries he’s innocent,
But no one heard her

Wise men? More like wise guys!
Who says to a mother “here’s a gift for when your son dies?”

Myrrh for a baby
May be a tad crazy
He’s only recently post-foetus – Jesus –
Life’s barely started
And here you are talking about dearly departed.

Myrrh, you sure?
Not been drinking too much Ame or Schloer?
Or something stronger?

Gold for a King; Myrrh for a murder
How will those two ever tally?
Sorry pal, he’s worth more than odour!
His birth brings a new order.
He won’t be herded like a lamb to the slaughter.
Will he?

Myrrh for a baby
Myrrh for a murder
Mother cries he’s innocent
But no one heard her.

You’ve covered the distance,
For this one, so
as it’s Christmas,
this once
I’ll accept your kind gift.
Though I can’t imagine it’s going to be relevant.
Like a cuddly elephant.

Did you just have some vouchers for the myrrh store?
Myrrh for a baby? What’s it for?