Clayton got run over by a reindeer.
Author: Alicia
Rating: PG (one swear word that's all!)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the JAG characters and I don't own the song "Grandma got run over by a reindeer." I'm just having fun.
Summary: See title! Try and picture Mattie singing this.
A/N: just my own twisted little version of a Christmas fic. Yes I know there's rhyming problems but I couldn't help it.
Clayton got run over by a reindeer Walking home from Porter's house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Harm, we believe.
He'd been drinkin' too much egg nog, And his mommy begged him not to go. But he'd forgot to buy Mac's present, So he stumbled out the door into the snow.
When they found him Christmas mornin', At the scene of the attack. There were hoof prints on him forehead, And incriminatin' Claus marks on his back.
Clayton go run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from Porter's house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Harm, we believe.
Now we're all so proud of Mac, She's been takin' this so well. See her in there watchin' football, And kissing Harm, oh so well.
It's not Christmas without Clayton. It's a party you can tell. And we just can't help but wonder: Did Clayton go to hell?
Clayton got run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from Porter's house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Harm, we believe.
Now the goose is on the table And the pudding made of pig. And a blue and silver candle, That would just have matched all the suits we've seen Clayton in.
I've told all my friends and neighbors. Better be careful what you wish for. They should never give a license, To a man who drives a sleigh and aims so well.
Clayton got run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from Porter's house, Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Harm, we believe.
~fin~
Author: Alicia
Rating: PG (one swear word that's all!)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the JAG characters and I don't own the song "Grandma got run over by a reindeer." I'm just having fun.
Summary: See title! Try and picture Mattie singing this.
A/N: just my own twisted little version of a Christmas fic. Yes I know there's rhyming problems but I couldn't help it.
Clayton got run over by a reindeer Walking home from Porter's house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Harm, we believe.
He'd been drinkin' too much egg nog, And his mommy begged him not to go. But he'd forgot to buy Mac's present, So he stumbled out the door into the snow.
When they found him Christmas mornin', At the scene of the attack. There were hoof prints on him forehead, And incriminatin' Claus marks on his back.
Clayton go run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from Porter's house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Harm, we believe.
Now we're all so proud of Mac, She's been takin' this so well. See her in there watchin' football, And kissing Harm, oh so well.
It's not Christmas without Clayton. It's a party you can tell. And we just can't help but wonder: Did Clayton go to hell?
Clayton got run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from Porter's house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Harm, we believe.
Now the goose is on the table And the pudding made of pig. And a blue and silver candle, That would just have matched all the suits we've seen Clayton in.
I've told all my friends and neighbors. Better be careful what you wish for. They should never give a license, To a man who drives a sleigh and aims so well.
Clayton got run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from Porter's house, Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Harm, we believe.
~fin~