Christmas is coming,
We'll all be getting fat
I'm busy making Christmas cards
With a most half hearted cat.
It's really quite a blessing
I think he's colour blind
He's painted Santa purple
And the snow a sort of lime
My promarkers are vanishing
He hides them under chairs
And when I reprimand him
He says "I do not care"
So I'll do the rest myself I think
In colours that I choose
And if he offers help again
I sadly must refuse!
He's painted Santa purple
And the snow a sort of lime
My promarkers are vanishing
He hides them under chairs
And when I reprimand him
He says "I do not care"
So I'll do the rest myself I think
In colours that I choose
And if he offers help again
I sadly must refuse!
