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Listen everyone, there were objects so peculiar They were not to be believed All around, things to tantalize my brain, Its a world unlike anything Ive ever seen And as hard as I try, I cant seem to describe Like a most improbable dream, But you must believe when I tell you this Its as real as my skull and it does exist Here, let me show you, This is a thing called a present The whole thing starts with a box A box? Is it steel? Are there locks? Is it filled with a pox? A pox, how delightful, a pox, If you please, just a box with bright-colored paper And the whole things topped with a bow A bow? But why? How ugly? Whats in it? Whats in it?Thats the point of the thing, not to know Its a bat, will it bend? Its a rat, will it break? Perhaps its the head that I found in the lake, Listen now, you dont understand Thats not the point of Christmas land Now, pay attention, we pick up an over-sized sock And hang it like this on the wall, Oh, yes, does it still have a foot? Let me see, let me look Is it rotted and covered with gook?, Let me explain, theres no foot inside, but theres candy Or sometimes its filled with small toys Small toys, do they bite? Do they snap? Or explode in a sack? Or perhaps they just spring out And scare girls and boys, What a splendid idea, this Christmas sounds fun Why, I fully endorse it, lets try it at once, Everyone, please now, not so fast Theres something here that you dont quite grasp Well, I may as well give them what they want, And the best, I must confess, I have saved for the last For the ruler of this Christmas land Is a fearsome king with a deep mighty voice Least thats what Ive come to understand, And Ive also heard it told That hes something to behold Like a lobster, huge and red, And sets out to slay with his rain gear on Carting bulging sacks with his big great arms That is, so Ive heard it said, And on a dark, cold night, under full moonlight He flies into a fog, like a vulture in the sky And they call him Sandy Claws, Well, at least theyre excited, though they dont understand That special kind of feeling in Christmas land, oh, well.
Posted on: Sun, 20 Oct 2013 23:26:29 +0000

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