Happy Christmas
oh the holidays, the holidays.
People stress me out.
I don't want to deal with anyone!
Sometimes I wish I was drunk,
But then I realize I wouldn't like it very much.
Two minutes later I get happy again,
Isn't it grand?
Suddenly I love life and I love people.
Oh the holidays, the holidays.
Crazy and fun, crazy and not fun.
Was there alcohol in my juice tonight?
I don't think so, but I feel loopy.
It must be the rage that boiled my brain.
This is not a good poem.
Oh the holidays, the holidays.
Give me a rhubarb pie!
People stress me out.
I don't want to deal with anyone!
Sometimes I wish I was drunk,
But then I realize I wouldn't like it very much.
Two minutes later I get happy again,
Isn't it grand?
Suddenly I love life and I love people.
Oh the holidays, the holidays.
Crazy and fun, crazy and not fun.
Was there alcohol in my juice tonight?
I don't think so, but I feel loopy.
It must be the rage that boiled my brain.
This is not a good poem.
Oh the holidays, the holidays.
Give me a rhubarb pie!