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Christmas is a happy time.
     Our teacher tells us so.
I just can’t wait till school breaks up
     And off back home we’ll go.

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I’m sick of being a shepherd boy
     In the Christmas play at school 
And forcing kids to learn their lines
     Is really rather cruel.

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Christmas is a happy time.
    It would be without cards.
We’re making them again this year
     And artwork’s rather hard.

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I’m tired of singing Christmas songs
     And parties by the score!
I’m tired of Christmas dinners
     And I won’t eat any more.

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Christmas is a happy time.
     My brother’s playing up
And Mum has overcooked the sprouts 
     And Dad’s broken a cup.

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My Granddad’s always grumbling,
     And Granny’s gone to sleep.
The Christmas paper’s now cleared up
     And lies there in a heap.

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Christmas is a happy time 
     But New Year soon will come 
And I’ll wash away that Christmas face 
    And try to look less glum.

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