there's something queer
in the atmosphere
is it holiday cheer
cuz it's that time of year
smiles from ear to ear
elves and reindeer
red noses and ears
but this time this year
there's something out of place
maybe I'll have to wait
before an ass is what I'm made
if the rain becomes snowflakes
I'm dreaming of white
for christmas night
bright white skies
and streets of ice
with my hands clenched
and a puffy bottom lip
my lone christmas wish
is to get at least an inch
of that powdered substance
upon which winter functions
glistening on the summit
of pumice quite wondrous
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