Since the flu bug decided to make my Christmas the opposite of what I had planned, hoped for, and since it is now a Grinch Festival and lastly, but by no means leastly, Christmas Eve afternoon is the 2nd anniversary of my mother's death I have had plenty of time to ponder the real feel of Christmas. Here then from my nasty insomnia-ridden early Christmas Eve morning is a different Christmas Carol:
Deck the Malls with boughs of holly
Fa la la la la, la la la la
What is life but human folly
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Christmas is a Shopping Trolley
Fa la la la la, la la la
Why on earth should we feel jolly
FA LA LA LA LA, LA LA LA LA
If there are any other Ebenezers out there, there is no copyright on my "sparkling" verse. Feel free to quote me, should you feel disgruntled enough.
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