It was Christmas eve,
And all through the flat,
Not a creature moved,
Not even the cat...
The socks were hung
at the end of me bed,
So poor old clausey
Wouldn't bump his head...
With dad in is calvins
and ma in her nightie
Fat old Santa is definitely
gonna get a frighty...
~ Em... got no idea ow the real one goes after the 1st 8 lines so stuck now... NE suggestions put on a comment please, thanks ~
