COLD CHRISTMAS

 

I can’t believe you did it

How typically bold

Dumping me at Christmas

How awfully cold

 

Still on the bright side

I won’t have to strain and heave

Rushing to find a gift

For you on Christmas Eve

 

I won’t spend the season

Living like a monk

I’ll be very merry

If not drunk as a skunk

 

But I can’t believe you did it

It’s a really shitty thing to do

Dumping me at Christmas

How typical of you

 

It’s probably for the best

So I won’t shed a tear

Have a merry Christmas

And a really shit New Year