Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the house,
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse
As earlier that night with the aid of cheese and a trap
I bad Mr. Mouse Merry
Christmas as the spring went snap
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the house,
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse
As earlier that night with the aid of cheese and a trap
I bad Mr. Mouse Merry
Christmas as the spring went snap
You can keep the sleigh
And Rudolph and
Prancer
There’s nothing Santa
likes
More than a Lap Dancer
Solomon Grundie,
Born on Monday,
But nothing else
In his life rhymed
Are you wearing Christmas hosiery?
Phwor are you going to
let me see
Oh, how they cling to
the shape of you
I would like to cling
to them too
Oh yes, I like them
very much
Perhaps I might have a
touch
Oh, you are a proper
tease
Would you let me if I
said please?
I love mince pies at Christmas
But they don’t return
the favour
I wish you could get
Gaviscon
In brandy butter
flavour
During the Christmas holiday
From coast to coast
What do you call a
stuffed animal?
We call it a turkey
roast
I am a man of simple tastes
But obviously there’s
a twist
So, all I want for
Christmas
Is Santa’s naughty
girl list