Although it is perhaps a bit out of season at this time.
However, I'm informed by my disk jockey friends – of whom
I have none, that in order to get a song popular by Christmas
Time, you have to start plugging it well in advance. So here
Goes.
It has always seemed to me after all, that Christmas,
With it's spirit of giving, offers us all a wonderful opportunity
Each year to reflect on what we all most sincerely and deeply
Believe in – I refer of course, to money. And yet none of the
Christmas carols that you hear on the radio or in the street,
Even attempt to capture the true spirit of Christmas as we
Celebrate it in the United States, that is to say the commercial
Spirit. So I should like to offer the following Christmas carol
For next year, as being perhaps a bit more appropriate.
Christmas time is here, by golly
Disapproval would be folly
Deck the halls with hunks of holly
Fill the cup and don't say when
Kill the turkeys, ducks and chickens
Mix the punch, drag out the Dickens
Even though the prospect sickens
Brother, here we go again
On Christmas Day you can't get sore
Your fellow man you must adore
There's time to rob him all the more
The other three hundred and sixty-four
Relations, sparing no expense, 'll
Send some useless old utensil
Or a matching pen and pencil
("Just the thing I need, how nice!")
It doesn't matter how sincere it is
Nor how heart felt the spirit
Sentiment will not endear it
What's important is the price
Hark, the Herald Tribune sings
Advertising wondrous things
God rest ye merry merchants
May ye make the Yuletide pay
Angels we have heard on high
Tell us to go out and – buy!
So let the raucous sleighbells jingle
Hail our dear old friend Kriss Kringle
Driving his reindeer across the sky
Don't stand underneath when they fly by
(Spoken)
Actually I did rather well myself, this last Christmas.
The nicest present I received was a gift certificate
"Good at any hospital for a lobotomy"... rather thoughtful.
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