Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the abode
Only one creature was stirring,
But she was on the commode
Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the abode
Only one creature was stirring,
But she was on the commode
Boxing Day is very popular
For Sport of all kinds in the UK
But in our corner of the land
Trial Pursuit is order of the day
One Christmas, a long time ago
Santa Claus was trying to prepare
For the biggest night of the year
But events left him in despair
A flu epidemic hit the North Pole
And decimated the Elves
And a shortage of helpers
Meant there were empty shelves
The reindeer were rebellious
And Rudolph’s nose was Normal
His parcel sack had a hole in it
And Mrs Claus was menopausal
As a result of all his trials
He was not in the best frame of mind
So when a Fairy approached him
With good intent and being kind
Who was carrying an evergreen
And the Fairy asked cheerfully
“Where would you like me to put
This lovely Christmas Tree?”
Because of his really bad mood
He answered her unseasonably
And thus began the tradition
Of a Fairy atop the Christmas tree
I don’t want a lot of fancy presents
Tied with bows and
ribbon curls
I only want one thing
for Christmas
And that’s Santa's
list of naughty girls
Christmas is when I try to be unusually kind
And compassionate to
those around me
Not that I’m a good
person, it’s just because
I don’t know who my
Secret Santa will be
Do you know why the Christmas alphabet
Is one letter short?
Then I will happily tell
There are only twenty
five letters in it
Because the Christmas
alphabet has Noel
Why doesn't Santa have any kids?
Well it’s impossible
for him see
As he only comes once
a year
And he’s normally up a
chimney