Candles burn on advent crown,
Holly
boughs are cut,
Red ribbon binds
the wreath, and
Incense
fragrances the air
Spices make
the senses tingle
Treats
await the patient lip, as
Merriment
is close at hand,
Anticipation
keenly felt, as the
Special day
grows near
The best Christmas actor of all time
Is a
character actor so sublime
And there
can only be one winner
And that
would be Yule Brynner
Wee Willie Winkie
Runs
through the town
Upstairs
and downstairs
With his
trousers down
He was
aptly named
Are you wearing Mistletoe?
I don’t
mind kissing you below
Your little
sprig of mistletoe
But you’re
wearing it quite low
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the cottage
Was silence
with the owners at home in Peas Pottage
So, under
cover of darkness at a very late hour
The cottage
was torched by the Sons of Glendower
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, had a very shiny nose,
And if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows,
All of the other reindeer used to laugh and call him names,
They never let poor Rudolph join in any reindeer games.
(Now I don’t want you to think it was because he was a freak
The simple
truth is Rudolph was a really anti social little bastard)
Another old folks Christmas party
Old friends
well met, hale and hearty
Thoughts of
the past would produce a tear
But a
shared memory brought some cheer
And while
remembering the good old days
A glass
they would all gladly raise
