Santa's Snob
I don't know why,
But I think I might cry,
Because Santa Clause is coming,
And I only have 6 stockings.
I don't even have a chimney,
That can fit 10,000 toys,
So I guess I'll have to settle,
For 100 Rolls Royce's.
I don't even know,
If I can tie a bow.
So I'll just ask Santa!
He could tie with a toe.
O, how I wish
And try as I might,
I could just make a dish,
I'd actually bite.
Though since I cannot,
Besides, I could get messy.
I'll make the whole menu,
The elves can follow the recipes.
O, Christmas Day, it's so far away.
Try as I might, I just can't get it right.
I deserve Christmas to be, as brilliant as me.
Because as you can see,
Christmas is difficult for a snob like me.