If my beard gets any grayer
And my belly all the more the round
If i were you I'd say a prayer
That down your chimney I do not bound
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Cheers cheers as the prophets carol
Scating sleighing in their Christmas suits
Cheers cheers as prophets tip the barrel
And slide sideways in time tempered boots
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''Rocking Robin'' rocks the tree tops
Lighting jewish stars candles and baubles
As santa's helpers elf down some hops
To make toys that whibble whobble and wharble
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Remember before you embark to start
That the holidays are for the stout of heart
by ritt