It’s Christmas Eve
The mood is merry
Listen to the sleigh
bells
Here comes Mr C
It’s Christmas Eve
The mood is merry
Listen to the sleigh
bells
Here comes Mr C
Snip! Snap! Dragon!
Here comes the flaming bowl
So let mischief take its toll
Just as festive Christmas comes
Snatch at the feast of
plums
In amongst the
Brandy’s flame
It’s our favourite
Christmas game
Mince pies full
Of spice and season
I don’t eat them
Heartburn’s the Reason
At the North Pole
If an education is sought
You won’t get any
training
Everyone is Elf taught
Breakfast time comes
Just after day breaks
When Frosty the
snowman
Eats his Snowflakes
If the stork was to visit
Santa and Mrs. Claus
The child would
naturally be called
The subordinate Claus
When my Dad was just a boy
He never saw a lemon
or Lime
And oranges only ever
appeared