If asked what he did for a living
He would have replied “I’m a spy”
And when he hides in
the bakery
At Christmas he’s a
mince spy
If asked what he did for a living
He would have replied “I’m a spy”
And when he hides in
the bakery
At Christmas he’s a
mince spy
Our Turkey got into a fight
When he went to the
Gym
But he lost and other
bird
Knocked the stuffing
out of him
One Christmas I was given
A neurotic clockwork Teddy
And it was ready to play with
As it was wound up already.
Toblerone, the perfect Christmas gift
For the friends you
remember
At the very last possible
moment
On the twenty fourth
of December
Twas the night before Christmas
And all down the Lane
Not a creature was stirring
Especially not Shane
As like every year he
was
Passed out in a ditch
again
Twas the night before Christmas
And all thru the
apartment
Not a creature was
stirring
As they were all quite
content
We all remember that moment as kids,
That sudden
realization that makes you sad
When you notice Santa
Claus has used
The same wrapping
paper as mum and dad