Garbenbage is a holiday celebrated by BioCorey. Its origins are currently unknown.
GarbenjinglesEditTwas the night before Garbenbage,
when all through the house,
lots of creature was stirring,
perhaps even a mouse.
The "clean" clothes were piled by the sofa with care,
in hopes that St. BioCorey soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of Lucky Strikes danced in their heads.
And Mama in her 'turgent, and I in my cap,
had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.
When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutter, and threw up some trash.
With a dirty old driver, so pale and snorey,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Corey.
More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came,
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name: