Only Cold-hearted Mr Scrooge would not like this Christmas Carole

Christmas Eve Night At The Poor House
Sung By: Lenny and the Squiggtones


It was Christmas Eve night at the poorhouse
and all of the paupers were there
i stepped in because it was snowing
and snow always screws up my hair
by the pot bellied stove
sat a pot bellied man
he spoke with some lumps in his throat
his story was sad
and his diction was bad
and here is the song that he wrote....
I once was the jolliest fat man
with roses in all of my cheeks
Id load up my sled every christmas
and go on a drunk for 2 weeks

my friends said they saw me on rooftops
and sliding down chimneys at dawn
with my reindeer at hand
i would glide cross the land
and wake up on somebodys lawn

one christmas my wife left this message
each christmas ive spent by myself
im sick of your stupid tradition
so ive run off to spain with an elf.

then the old man started dying,
he screamed may the lord take my soul
we went thru his wallet
to see who he was
his address read simply "north pole"

so next time you go by the poor house
if by the poorhouse you go
just take off your hat
to a dead guy whos fat
and whisper a silent...
ho ho.......

LOL.