And so it is Christmas
And look what you've done
You made us just stutter
And scared everyone
But we're here to tell you
That no matter what
You can't spoil our Christmas
With words THAT IT'S NOT
 
Construct a great bunker
And go down inside
And brush off your suitcase
Cos you need to hide
 
Today it is Christmas
And what does that mean
It means it's a Birthday
That's truly SUPREME
 
So wish me a Christmas
That's filled with all cheer
And I will acknowledge
With words so sincere
 
So take that big suitcase
That hide all your fears
In mounds of your papers
That fill your careers
 
And we folks won't mind it
If you want to speak
But keep your nose out of
The love that we seek
This card is a greeting
For all Holidays
For each one who celebrates
Perhaps not our way
And we want to tell you
That we truly care
That you all are happy
At this time of year.
 
~ Francine Pucillo ~
©Copyright December 15, 2005

 

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