Are you wearing a Santa outfit?
Does it come with all
the kit?
The boots and beard
and hat
And padding to make
you look fat
I didn’t believe in
Santa anymore
Now I see you and I
think phwor
Are you wearing a Santa outfit?
Does it come with all
the kit?
The boots and beard
and hat
And padding to make
you look fat
I didn’t believe in
Santa anymore
Now I see you and I
think phwor
Are you wearing a red Christmas outfit?
You look very
beautiful in it
In fact you look very
cute
In your Santa’s little
helper suit
A Christmas hat sits
atop your curls
In a way only suited
to girls
A beautiful red velvet
dress
And white fur trim to
impress
Striped woollen legs
of red and white
Are they stocking or
tights?
Stockings would be in
reason
More in keeping with
the season
But I would not
disparage woolly tights
They too have their
own delights
Come and help me trim
the tree
And say you dressed
this way for me?
Are you wearing tinsel in your hair?
Sitting atop your
golden curls
You look so very
angelic to me
A jewel more precious
than pearls
But looks can be
deceiving
Angel with the golden
curls
And later on, I might
well discover
You’re one of the
naughty girls
Are you wearing it the right way?
I heard the pretty
girl say
Should it be tied like
so?
For kissing under the
mistletoe
Am I showing my
naïveté?
In the most
embarrassing way
It’s just that I kind
of felt
It shouldn’t be tied on your belt
Are you wearing it for a reason?
Is it because of the
festive season?
You won’t be kissed
under the mistletoe
Because you’re wearing
it too low
There are three things
That
Christmas brings
They are
the three kings
Trimming and dec-king
Gratefully
than-king,
And memory
ma-king,
Now that it's Christmas
It makes me
kind of glum
To do all
the things
I used to
do with mum
But when I
feel her beside me
Then I
don’t feel so glum