I dream of Christmas
Warming us
from winters chill
When hearts
are overflowing
I dream of Christmas
Warming us
from winters chill
When hearts
are overflowing
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 there
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
Santa Claus is depressed
Its
declining standards you see
The naughty
list is now so long
It needs
storing electronically
Whereas the
good list has shrunk
And now
fits on a sheet of A3
Father Christmas, Father Christmas,
Left his bag, Left his bag;
Up beside the chimney,
Up beside the chimney;
What a drag, what a drag.