"What wood is this, who, laid to work, on Ross.m.'s bench is working?
Whom archers greet with anthems sweet, while game wardens watch are keeping?
This, this is not osage the king, whom Blackhawk raves and PearlDrums sings:
Haste, haste to bring him tiller, the bow, the Sons of Archery!"
I love Bowmas carols! I think Bowmas should live in our hearts year round.