Jimmy got an iPod
Sally got
an iPhone
Dad got an
iPad
Mum got an
iRon
Happy Christmas?
iThink not
Jimmy got an iPod
Sally got
an iPhone
Dad got an
iPad
Mum got an
iRon
Happy Christmas?
iThink not
My brother has a Christmas tree
My sister
has one too
My parents
have a Christmas tree
That is
beautiful to view
The town
square has a Christmas tree
The school
has one too
Trafalgar
square has a Christmas tree
That is
beautiful to view
And the thing they have in common
Is that
they are CHRISTMAS trees
Decorated
and trimmed
To be quite
beautiful you see
They are
not part of a general holiday
Nor are
they akin to Hanukkah
They are not
part of a Winter Festival
CHRISTMAS
Trees is what they are
And around
our Christmas tree
We
celebrate the blessed day
And all say
Happy Christmas
But never
happy holiday
The presents look wonderful
Beneath the Christmas tree
The holly
and the mistletoe
Are arranged
delightfully
The gingerbread
men are ready
Cinnamon
cookies are fresh baked
The Yule
log is ready for cutting
And so is
the Christmas cake
Festive
cocktails have been mixed
The eggnog
will taste sublime
There are traditional
winter ales
Or there is
always the mulled wine
Then the
bells of Christmas ring,
Well, the
doorbell is ringing
Is that the
guest’s arriving?
Or the caroler’s
come singing
Friends and
family have arrived
It’s time
to meet and greet
They have
travelled far and near
To see them
is such a treat
The mantel
dressed with greens
The scent
of Christmas fills the air
And all the
children rush to see
The
stockings hanging there
I love
these get-togethers
And when
all is said and done
We’re
making Christmas memories
So Merry
Christmas everyone
I have no need of jollity
Or happy
yuletide fare
I have no
Christmas gift to wrap
There’s no
one here to share
I have no
time for Christmas
Just the
time to reminisce
I have no
need of mistletoe
Because she’s
not here to kiss
So, I will
spend the time alone
On a lonely
Christmas day
But I have
no need of sympathy
Because I
let her slip away
Little Jack Horner sat in a corner
Eating his Christmas pie
He stuck in his thumb
After scratching his bum
Then
offered to share his pie.
Are you wearing a Christmas Cardigan?
Please tell
me you’re wearing it for a joke?
What do you
mean it’s comfortable?
Are you
that Val Doonican bloke?
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the Crescent
Not a
creature was stirring not even a peasant
But that in
itself is not uncommon to see
When you
live in a gated community