Santa Claus is a very jolly chap
And not just because
he’s festive
His jollity stems from
knowledge
Of where the naughty
girls live
Santa Claus is a very jolly chap
And not just because
he’s festive
His jollity stems from
knowledge
Of where the naughty
girls live
When my Dad was just a boy
He never saw a lemon
or Lime
And oranges only ever
appeared
It was Christmas Eve in Dad’s house,
And
not a hint of the season in sight
No
stockings hang by the fire side
He
was such a miserable old shite
Santa wears a black belt
Just to make his suit look smart
It doesn’t mean he is proficient in karate
Or any other martial art
There was an obesity crisis
At the North Pole that caused alarm
So, Santa decided he should act
And sent them off to an Elf Farm
I don't want much for Christmas
What I want is quite
naïve
And an unrealistic expectation
I just want everybody to be happy
I know it’s a forlorn hope
But miracles do happen
at Christmas
Throughout the yuletide season
In the light of the
fireside glow
Christmas garlands are
strung