I only want one Christmas gift
It’s the only Christmas wish I’ve wished
I just want to know all the names
I only want one Christmas gift
It’s the only Christmas wish I’ve wished
I just want to know all the names
It’s Christmas Eve in the workhouse,
And not a hint of the seasons in sight
No stockings hang by the fire side
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the cottage
Was silence with the owners at home in Peas Pottage
So under cover of darkness at a very late hour
The cottage was torched by the Sons of Glendower
When her father fell ill, divorcee Allison Brentley (Rachel Boston) and her adolescent daughter Olivia (Kate Moyer) moved back to her hometown of White Pines, Tennessee, nestled in the Smoky Mountains, and following his death, took over running the struggling family business, Rocky Top Bakery, working alongside her mother, Martha (Patricia Richardson).
One day Olivia hears her mother and Grandmother talking about their
dire finances, so as her Christmas wish from Santa, she asks for more people to
come to the bakery to buy what she considers to be the best cookies in the
world and bring their money worries to an end.
Olivia thinks that part of her wish has come true when a kindly,
motherly woman (Caroline Rhea) and her husband (Tom Young) visit the shop one
day and after trying samples of the cookies they place an extremely large order
for a Christmas party.
The shop is also visited by property developer Matthew Gilbert (Andrew
W. Walker) and his assistant Rebecca Rowe (Stephanie Moroz) who make a very
generous offer for the bakery as they want to build a ski resort, but Allison
shows them the door.
Matthew is persistent though and despite herself she starts to get
close to him, but due to the feeling her ex-husband had abandoned her and
Olivia, Allison has sworn off dating, partly because she didn’t want to put
Olivia in that position again of feeling unwanted.
Nonetheless Christmas magic will have its way assisted by a snowstorm
and Madame and Monsieur Claus.
It’s Christmas day in the workhouse
Just another grey day to endure
If we’re lucky we’ll dine on mouse
And Oliver will still be asking for more
Laid naked on the kitchen table
White flesh from leg to breast
A Christmas bird to be enjoyed
My table was truly blessed
I set about the job in hand
Getting the bird prepared
And by using all my expertise
No effort at all was spared
Having greased the old bird well
The meaty legs spread wide
And I began to stuff the bird
I was really in my stride
When the bird had been well stuffed
It lay resting on the cooker
Smelling of sage and onion
The bird really was a looker
Then I looked up at the kitchen clock
Panic filled me and I began to fret
I shouted to my wife “quick put you pants on”
Ii haven’t prepared the turkey yet
Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the tent
The creatures were stirring with malicious intent
They wriggled and crawled they chewed and they bit
As they made themselves a festive feast of it