I’m dreaming of a big Christmas dinner,
One that would make me feel like a sinner,
With my mouth stuffed with turkey and ham,
Mashed potatoes and salad, but hold the Spam . . .
I’m dreaming of a generous, pricey present,
One that would flatter me for how much you spent,
With my Christmas stocking bulging,
Oh, thank you for being so indulging . . .
I’m dreaming of a beautiful Christmas tree,
One that would inspire me to sing with glee,
Under would be gifts full of glitter,
So many to brag about on twitter . . .
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