A time for laughter
A time for fun
Time to ask Santa
For a new BB gun.


If your family doesn’t know
That you’re left alone
Do your best to protect
From burglars your home.


Way up in Vermont
Where snow is so white
Yet it’s not seen at all
Until the last sight


A toy super cool
Was promised to get
Many antics so crazy
And Sinbad were met


His wish was granted
He hadn’t been born
But life without him
Was truly forlorn


Past, present, and future
The one thing that stays
People won’t miss you
If you don’t change your ways


Try to steal Christmas
You won’t get away
‘Cause your heart will increase
To three sizes that day


Came face-to-face
With the man in suit red
You take his place
Since you made him dead.


Born as a human
Yet raised as an elf
Went to find his family
Met Zooey Deschanel


Santa’s not real!
Why won’t you quit?
That man’s just a bum
He’s an alcoholic.


A sad little tree
Made new by some friends
The true message of Christmas
You’ll hear by the end


His mama’s so sick
She’s gonna die
If only these shoes
You’d help him to buy

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