Clomp, clomp, stomp...
I stagger heavy booted...
Ev'ry single person in the world desires,
a gift from Santa Claus's bulging sack...
On a crisp sunny morn',
I lay my new born...
The shepherds in the song moved on
after the King left the manger...
Crack flashing red pants
drunken kid despising oaf...
Never having experienced a white Christmas
and with an almost illogical disdain for snow...
That time of year again,
when carols about Santa...
Season of joy
Day of rebirth...
At Times I Held My Head Down When My Days Were Not...
But Likely Things Have Changed On That Special...
Christmas comes,
and Christmas goes...
12-16-12
Christmas is just days away...
On Christmas night
With son and daughter...