Tragic Christmas Everyone!
You know, when I first starting thinking about the basis of this holiday, I thought "eh, not my thing." But you know what? I was so wrong.
Tis the season to trample strangers under foot because you want to get to that sale first. Tis the season for Grandma to be run over by Santa Claus on Christmas Eve (When a lump of coal just won't do!) Tis the season for a poor child to buy his mom a pair of holiday foot wear she can have while she's dying an agonizingly slow death from cancer.
Tis the season to kill love with greed and eat goose while tiny Tim coughs himself to death. Tis the season to melt your magic snow friend because you want to play in the noon day sun. Tis the season for Jack Frost to get everything but the pretty girl he always wanted and to watch her marry some pompous jerk.
I love Christmas!
Tis the season to trample strangers under foot because you want to get to that sale first. Tis the season for Grandma to be run over by Santa Claus on Christmas Eve (When a lump of coal just won't do!) Tis the season for a poor child to buy his mom a pair of holiday foot wear she can have while she's dying an agonizingly slow death from cancer.
Tis the season to kill love with greed and eat goose while tiny Tim coughs himself to death. Tis the season to melt your magic snow friend because you want to play in the noon day sun. Tis the season for Jack Frost to get everything but the pretty girl he always wanted and to watch her marry some pompous jerk.
I love Christmas!