Christmas Eve
It’s time
for bed
Listen for
the sleigh bells
Of the man
in red
Cookies and milk
By the fireplace
Excitement beams
From each
child’s face
Up the
stairs
And fast
asleep
Close those
eyes
You mustn’t
peep
Then when
you wake
You will
see
Sweets and
toys galore
To fill you
with glee
Santa comes but once a year
Riding on
his sleigh
From his North
Pole HQ
With gifts
for Christmas day
Santa comes
down your chimney.
To fill
your Christmas stockings
With nuts, fruit,
and candy
And all
kinds of wonderful things
So, remember
on Christmas Eve
To be good
girls and boys
Or Santa won’t
come
To bring you
lots of toys
I’m not looking forward to Christmas
Not since
we lost Mum this year
I’m not
looking forward to a Christmas
Devoid of
any Christmas cheer
Dads doing
his best to lift our spirits
All though
inside he’s really hurting too
He wants to
make it a special time
And do the
things like Mum used to do
So, we
decked the house with garlands
And trimmed
the Christmas tree
We hung the
Christmas cards on strings
So that everyone
could see
Then with
all the decorations up
My Dad went
round us one by one
To ask us
what gift we wanted
And he
promised his best would be done
My sister
Jules wants new clothes
Kenny wants
music of any kind
The twins
they want an X-Box
And the baby
really doesn’t mind
Then Dad
asked me “what do you want son?
What gift
would stop you feeling glum”?
I said “I
don’t want a present Dad
All I wish
for Christmas is my Mum”
Father Christmas, Father Christmas,
Got an itch, Got an itch;
Coming down the chimney,
Coming down the chimney;
On his snitch, On his snitch.
Are you wearing a party hat?
As it’s a
Thanksgiving hat
And the
family is all together
I will give
thanks for that
Twas the night before Christmas
And all thru the dwelling
the fragrances of Christmas
Was all we
were smelling
Rudolph has been grounded
And
severely reprimanded
The cause
is his nocturnal activity
During the
season of the nativity
Donner has
been knocked up
And Vixen is
a favourite tup
There are
many more names
Who’ve
played his reindeer games
He is
insatiable, even the boys
Have fallen
victim of his joys
Now Santa
has had enough
Since he
mounted Billy Goat Gruff
