IT’S A’CUMMIN
Christmas is coming once again
I’ll keep my mouth shut – I’ll not complain
at least I’m ready and the shopping’s all done
and the sprouts are peeled – every one
I’ve dinged my dong and I’ve jingled my bells
the house is pervaded with Christmas smells
and out of weakness I did concur
to purchase some frankincense and myrrh
I’ve hung some mistletoe over the door
but that’s enough and I’ll do no more
so please don’t ask me to deck my hall
or I’ll deck the lot of you one and all.