I know what she wanted for Christmas,
A purple hippopotamus.
But due to a shipping error,
She got a chartreuse platypus.
2016 was an ugly, brutal ride,
Time for something good in which to believe.
Boost your willing suspension of disbelief,
For tonight is Christmas Eve Eve.
Sammy in the tree, presents are purchased,
Good Lord, I have never been broker.
Now I have to watch Uncle Blogsy,
‘Cause he’s a serial Christmas present poker…
Carving the turkey while checking my watch,
The time between holidays is naught but an isthmus.
Quickly, break out the sweaters and light up those lights.
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas!
Winter holidays in Los Angeles,
Clear skies, warm summer breezes,
Stocking up on gouda, swiss and cheddar,
For what’s Christmas without the baby cheeses?
Checked the dictionary,
Examined all the specs.
Christmas just cannot be spelled
Starting with an “X”