still snuggled asleep
still snuggled asleep
in a dream of sugarplumbs
a quiet christmas
still snuggled asleep
in a dream of sugarplumbs
a quiet christmas
that voice in the dark
a merry christmas to all
and to all g'night
the lists have been made
splitting the good from the bad
on this hogswatch night
a warm cup of tea
with a drizzle of honey
perfect rainy day
he comes for us all
when our hourglass empties
fear not the reaper
crispness in the air
to welcome here this solstice
face unto the sun
this day may be short
but filled with the happiness
a joyous solstice
survival'a questions
and what comes on the morrow
this longest of nights
the sheer awfulness
a blith disregard for facts
what consequences
right up to the line
the edges of corruption
and then step on thru