Joy to the world
Christmas is o'er
And Mommy's back at work.
The boyz are home
With Grams and Gramps
And eighty-million toys
(And zillions of twist-ties)
Yes, eighty, yes eighty
Zillion toys.
My house is trashed
With boxes and wrap
And needles off the tree.
And all the loot
Needs adult assembly
And batteries are required
And batteries are required
And batteries, and batteries
Are required.
Can't wait for Jan.
To rid the Trenches
Of all this Christmas crap.
Take down the tree
And lose some weight
And put away the toys (but where?)
And put away the toys (but where?)
And put, and put
Away the toys.
I'm singing right along with you! Great lyrics.
Posted by: Fairly Odd Mother | December 27, 2007 at 01:07 PM
Those twist ties drive me nuts! I swear they multiple.
Posted by: Alex Elliot | December 27, 2007 at 10:57 PM