The days are getting shorter
My list is getting longer
While my hatred of the stores
Just goes on getting stronger
The prices they go higher
My paycheck lower still
I used to love the season
Now I'm just a pill
Please take my evil thoughts
In the spirit they are given
I hope you know I love you all
That way I'll be forgiven
No gifts for me
You're off the hook
Put away Ye old checkbook
I'm giving to the kids this year
Please don't take offense
Happy Holidays to you one and all
Let shopping hell commence