81. The Next Time Santa Comes
The moon reflects the fallen snow
And makes it light as day
I lay awake upon my bed,
As the clock tick tocks away.
The moon reflects the fallen snow
And makes it light as day
I lay awake upon my bed,
As the clock tick tocks away.
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There was a voice in the wilderness,
An eerie, heart-rending, dismal sound.
'Twas Elfie the elf, and he'd gotten lost.
All he could see was snow and frost.
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He’s coming! He’s coming!
Santa Claus is on his sleigh!
He’s coming! He’s coming!
Magic reindeer – up and away!
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Just as the moon was fading
Amid her misty rings,
And every stocking was stuffed
With childhood’s precious things,
A great Light has dawned -
For all mankind tonight.
Over a humble, old stable,
The Christ star shines bright.
(sung to the tune of "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year") - with apologies to Andy Williams
It's the most fattening time of the year
There'll be pizza and dim sum, oh yes, please, I'll have some
Thanks for the laugh. I love your version of the song, and your clever lyrics fit perfectly. To me, it's especially funny because it is so relatable (sigh), and I think we have a similar...
There's something truly magical
that happens once a year.
He comes while you are sleeping,
he and his reindeer.
Hear Ye, Hear Ye there is much to do,
But the reindeer up north have caught the flu!
The presents are wrapped, the sleigh is all set,
This has so much imagination! Really cute.
Once upon a time
In a faraway Land
A little King was born
In a place called Bethlehem
The prophets announced Christ's birth
that He would one day come to earth.
He was sent by the Father to pay a price,
and He became the living sacrifice.
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We sate among the stalls at Bethlehem;
The dumb kine from their fodder turning them,
Softened their horned faces
To almost human gazes
Winter time is here again, the trees are all but bare
It's time to don the scarves and boots, & warmer things to wear.
Bikinis, shorts and summer tops, have all been packed away
They won't see the light again, till next year's summer's day.