I have happy memories to cherish
At my Grans
when I was a boy
Her heart was
so full of love
She filled the
house with joy
Garlands, Balloons,
and bells
Hung from
every beam and rafter
She made it
joyful for us all
The house
rang with her laughter
It was such
a joyous time
I wish I
could cross the years
To once
more see her smile
Just
thinking about her cheers
I have a large bunch of mistletoe
And you are
on my Christmas list
But I will
carefully pick my moment
I don’t
want to do it when you’re pissed
Because
with my bunch of mistletoe
I want you to
know that you’ve been kissed
It’s not just presents
That must
be opened
As another
Christmas starts
As well as
all the gifts
We must try
to open
Closed
minds and hearts
The gift I most wanted
Was the
sweetest girl
With a generous
heart
A smile to banish
darkness
And a warm
and tender soul
To make all
of my
Christmas
dreams come true
But it
wasn’t to be
Because I
ended up with you
Mary had a little bra
Which
wasn’t really fair
Because
like her mother
She had a massive
pair
Are you wearing Christmas socks?
Beneath
your skirt it’s hard to see
And gives
me pause to think
How high
they go above the knee
Twas the night before Christmas and Santa was pissed,
He was so
drunk in fact he couldn’t read the list
So, the
toys for the nice kids never left the north pole
And they
all ended up with a big piece of coal
