Christmas is coming, the geese are getting fat
I can’t wait till Christmas to eat some of that
Coz I’m on the Atkins diet and that’s a fact
I just hope that I don’t have a heart attack
Christmas is coming, the geese are getting fat
I can’t wait till Christmas to eat some of that
Coz I’m on the Atkins diet and that’s a fact
I just hope that I don’t have a heart attack
When Jack Frost is abroad
And the Thanksgiving snow falls
When we hear the first sleigh bell’s ring
Christmas isn’t far away at all
So make
those lists and join the throng
Of happy
shoppers down at the mall
The Jingle of sleigh bells, herald
His coming on Christmas Eve
When Santa
Claus takes the time
To fill our
stocking and I believe
That Santa
Claus thinks sincerely
It’s better
to give than to receive
On the oak and iron studded door
There hung
a wreath of yuletide
That was so
pleasing to the eye
It seemed
to welcome you inside
The hallway
was lit with candles
Of every
shape, size and hue
And
tasteful Christmas decorations
Seemed to
be constantly in view
Down the entire
length of the stairs
Entwining
the polished mahogany
Garlands of
holly and evergreen
Filled the
scene most sumptuously
The drawing
room was minimalist
Each
decoration chosen with care
The focal
point was the mantelpiece
And the little
stocking hanging there
In the
corner stood a mighty tree
Festively
decked in all its glory
But their
was more to the gathering
Than just
the Christmas story
Every face
bore a relaxed smile
Such was
the festive atmosphere
And so
proud was the hostess
But not just
for the festive cheer
For this
was the first Christmas
For their
newborn son and heir
And so
proud was the mother
Of her
newborn son so fair
It’s Christmas time again
When the
spirit is beautiful
When every
pocket is empty
But every
heart is full
There's no Christmas this year
There will
be no Christmas cheer
For Santa
checked the naughty list
And found
himself a naughty miss
Then picked
her up in his sleigh
And then
flew her off to St Tropez
The sleigh is empty
The list is
ticked
It’s back
to base
Double
quick
Mrs. Claus
is waiting
To greet me
Fidgeting
around
Quite excitedly
The bags
are packed
And in the
sleigh
We’re off
to Florida
For a
holiday