The Wrong Christmas



Jingle bells

something smells

the turkey’s past its prime

the lights are blown

the elves have grown

and Santa’s lost his sleigh

Rudolf’s gone

the deer are wrong

and Christmas needs a redo

nothings right

your friends are tight

the liquor’s flowing free

the foods a bust

it’s so unjust

company’s come to call

so what to do

except bid adieu

and hide out in the cellar

but never fear

in another year

Christmas comes again

Christmas Tree 2010


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