This time(this time)
There were objects so peculiar.
They were not to be funny.
All around, things that tantalize my brain, my brain.
It's a world(world)not like anything I've ever seen.
And as hard as I try.
I cant seem to describe.
Like a most improbable dream, improbable dream.
Well you must believe when I tell you this,
It's as real as my skull and it does exist.
Here let me show you this thing.
It's called a present.
And the whole thing starts with a box.
A box?
Is it still?
Are there locks?
Is it filled with a pox?
A pox, how delightful!
A pooooooooxxxx!singing again.If you please, just a box, with white colored paper, and the whole things topped with a bow.
Bow.
Bow?
But... why?
How. ugly.
What's in it?
What's in it?Talking.That's the point of the thing. not to know.Singing.
It's a bat.
Will it bend?
It's a rat.
Will it break?
Perhaps it's the hair that I found in the lake.Listen now.
You don't understand.
That's not the point of christmas land.
Now, pay attention.
We pick up an oversize sock and hang it like this on the wall.
Oh yes! Does it still have a foot?
Let me see! Let me look!
Is it rotted and covered with gook?
Hmmmm... Let me explain.
There's no foot inside, but there's candy or sometimes it's filled with small toys.Small toys.
Do they bite?
Do they snap or explode in a sack?
Or perhaps they just spring out and scare girls and boys.Talking...What a splendid idea!
This christmas sounds fun!
Why, I will endorse it.
Let's try it at once!Everyone please! Not so fast!
There's something here that you dont quite grasp.
Well... I may as well give them what they want.
And the best I must confess we will save for the last.
For the ruler of this christmas land is a fearsome king with a deep mighty voice.
At least thats what I've come to understand.
And I've also heard it told that he's something to behold like a lobster huge and red.
And sets out to sleigh with his reindeer carting bulging sacks with his big great arms.
And on a dark cold night.
Under full moon light he flies into a fog.
Like a vulture in the sky.
And they call him sandy claws!
