I don't want to cook Christmas dinner
Which probably makes me a sinner
But I'm far too lazy
To make myself crazy.
Besides, if I don't, I'll be thinner.
If Santa had once been a hippie,
With his man boobs and the chill, he'd be nippy.
But his red hat and coat
Serve to cover his bloat
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If Santa had once been a hippie,
With his man boobs and the chill, he'd be nippy.
But his red hat and coat
Serve to cover his bloat
'Cause to see him in dreds would be trippy!
The New Year holds so much potential
Resolutions are therefore essential <much better
You don't need to keep 'em;
Or even reveal 'em.
They just wipe out the inconsequential.
And after the party was over
We all played a game of Red Rover
At three hundred pounds
The plaintiff had grounds
to sandblast the white cliffs of Dover
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