'm Dreaming of a Lemon-Tipsy Christmas, poetry by Jim Bellamy at Spillwords.com

I’m Dreaming of a Lemon-Tipsy Christmas

I’m Dreaming of a Lemon-Tipsy Christmas

written by: Jim Bellamy

 

I’m dreaming of a lemon tipsy Christmas
Where the mother xmas glistens and xmas elvins listen
To hear cruel loud snow-fall in the rose.

You were eager for Love
You were eager for a choked cherried
Monarch of Midtown Mistletoe
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
The crowd were swinging
All the xmas elvins they were singing
You asked me to snooze
And then we did swing

But then last Christmas, I gave you my Holy xmas nightshades
And the very next day, you hanged it, just like a bauble
This year, to save me from tears
I’ll give it to Madam Majestic Santa Claus.

You’re obese
You’re crapped out
Happy Christmas to you
I pray God it’s your past…

Rockin’ around the Christmas a holly-cherry bush
At the Christmas party hop,
Rockin’ around the Christmas a holly-cherry bush
Let the Christmas spirit ring
Later I’ll have some xmas icing
And me and Madam Santa Navels will sing.

I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don’t care about jewelry
I just want Madam Santa Claus for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true oh
All I want for Christmas is Lady Xmas thrones.

Oh, Madam Santa Claus yeah, oh Madam Mantra Santa yeah
Madam Santa Claus the deity is an eager for a glass of washing sherried eerie souls.
Madam Santa Claus the deity is a fairy tale they say
Madam Santa Claus, if I say I want you that really that is all
I’ll wait up for you, dear.
Madam Santa Claus baby, won’t you parcel with me tonight?

So here it is, lemon tipsy Christmases.
Everybody’s here to booze
Look to the future now
It’s only just begun?

Simply having a lemon tipsy Christmastime
Simply having a lemon tipsy Christmastime
la la la…
happy haunting human xmas everybody.

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