Oh my Christmas Angel
Won’t you here my plea
Oh Christmas Angel
Spend Christmas with me
Oh my Christmas Angel
Surely heaven sent
Oh Christmas Angel
Be my Christmas present
Oh my Christmas Angel
Wont you here my plea
Let me un-wrap you
Beneath the Christmas tree
Oh my Christmas Angel
Oh please hear me do?
Oh Christmas angel
Let me make a devil out of you
Thursday, 10 December 2009
CHRISTMAS IS NIGH
The snow lays deep and crisp
And though the frost is keen
In the clear night sky, the heavens
In all their glory can be seen
And bright there shines a star
Standing out from the jewelled sky
A star that seems to call out
Sweetly “Christmas is nigh”
And though the frost is keen
In the clear night sky, the heavens
In all their glory can be seen
And bright there shines a star
Standing out from the jewelled sky
A star that seems to call out
Sweetly “Christmas is nigh”
Tuesday, 8 December 2009
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS # 6
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the castle
Not a soul was stirring not even the rascal
And the reason for all the silence within
Was an over indulgence of wine and gin
Not a soul was stirring not even the rascal
And the reason for all the silence within
Was an over indulgence of wine and gin
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS # 5
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the castle
Not a soul was stirring not even the rascal
And when the king returned from merrymaking
No one was awake to let him back in
Not a soul was stirring not even the rascal
And when the king returned from merrymaking
No one was awake to let him back in
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS # 4
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the cottage
Was silence with the owners at home in Peas Pottage
So under cover of darkness at a very late hour
The cottage was torched by the Sons of Glendower
Was silence with the owners at home in Peas Pottage
So under cover of darkness at a very late hour
The cottage was torched by the Sons of Glendower
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS # 3
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the tent
The creatures were stirring with malicious intent
They wriggled and crawled they chewed and they bit
As they made themselves a festive feast of it
The creatures were stirring with malicious intent
They wriggled and crawled they chewed and they bit
As they made themselves a festive feast of it
CHRISTMAS DAY IN THE WORKHOUSE # 1
It’s Christmas day in the workhouse
Just another grey day to endure
If we’re lucky we’ll dine on mouse
And Oliver will still be asking for more
Just another grey day to endure
If we’re lucky we’ll dine on mouse
And Oliver will still be asking for more
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