I don’t want Christmas this year
I don’t want joy and cheer.
Save the wrappings and my gift.
This year I don’t give a shit.
I don’t want holly or mistletoe.
I don’t want that cold white stuff called snow.
Don’t sing carols fa la la la la
Don’t bother me with bah humbugh blah
I don’t want Santa and his sleigh
I killed Rudolph the other day.
Don’t dress up in “gay apparel”
No Frosty movies or Christmas Carol
I’m not sending Christmas cards with updates on my life
Who would want to read the retelling of my strife
No parades, no giant tree
No decorations, no visits from me.
Don’t bake cookies or that fruitcake
No darling homemade presents make.
No traditions: no stars, no trees
Just let it all go away this year please.
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