There was a night so full of cheer,
When the old gave way to the new year.
With glasses held high,
And fireworks in the sky,
We welcomed the new one with cheer.
There was a night so full of cheer,
When the old gave way to the new year.
With glasses held high,
And fireworks in the sky,
We welcomed the new one with cheer.
There once was a worker dismayed,
By thoughts of the job he had stayed.
With holidays done,
And alarms yet to run,
He wished working days could be delayed.
There once was a game called Monopoly,
That soured most moods rather thoroughly.
When Monopoly’s out,
There’s no room for doubt:
Someone storms off dramatically.
Now the days are hard to name,
Tuesday and Sunday feel the same.
With leftovers and cheer,
Days vanished until new year:
Let us enjoy ourselves without shame!
There once was an Advent so neat,
With limericks served up as a treat.
Each day had its rhyme,
Till the last bell did chime,
And the calendar ended: complete!
There once was a walk that was planned,
To balance the feast close at hand.
But Boxing Day treats,
And leftover meats,
Made sitting seem much more well-planned.
There once was a child born one night,
In a stable both humble and slight.
With shepherds nearby,
And a star in the sky,
He brought hope to the world with His light.
There once was a house late at night,
Where children lay buzzing with delight.
With stockings held fast,
They hoped he’d arrive at last,
As St. Nick’s sleigh drew closer in flight.
There once were some shepherds at night,
Who watched over sheep till first light.
When angels drew near,
They trembled with fear,
Then ran to behold the great sight.
There once were three wise men so grand,
Who followed a star across sand.
With gold and with myrrh,
Frankincense to confer,
They knelt with their gifts close at hand.