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Another variation:

Twas Christmas Day in the workhouse
The rain was snowing fast
A barefoot boy with clogs on
was sitting on the grass
The organ peeled potatoes
blowing bubbles through the choir
and as the vicar preached his sermon
someone set the church on fire.
'Holy Smoke!' the verger cried, as he madly tore his hair.
'til his head resembled heaven,
there was no parting there.