Are you wearing a Christmas Top?
Well, I
very much like what I see
Because
there isn’t very much of it
And the contents
are bursting free
Are you wearing a Christmas Top?
Well, I
very much like what I see
Because
there isn’t very much of it
And the contents
are bursting free
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the abode
Came the
rancid smell like an un-emptied commode
It made
your eyes water to be perfectly crude
Wow this
baby needs to start eating solid food
You can now buy a Jehovah’s Witness
Advent
calendar
I’ve never
seen one before
There are
no Christmas messages
It just
says Fuck off
Behind
every door
I really love Crimbletide
It makes me
all warm inside
And the joy
I cannot hide
For the
season of Crimbletide
At Christmas time
I do like a
goose
It is my
one weakness
And I offer
no excuse
Though it
does depend
Of course
on the bird
To say any different
Would be
quite absurd
The quality
of goose
That you are
executing
Is directly
related
To the bird
you are goosing
I have to say
Without ado
It’s time
to say
To all of
you
From all of
us
Merry
Christmas
Persistent and disruptive winds,
There seems
to be no doubts,
Are predicted
after Christmas
And it will
probably be the Sprouts