Season's Greetings from François Villon
"Tant crie l'on Noel qu'il vient"
Scratch it till it itches
Feed it till it splits
Water it with ditches
Shrink it till it fits
Bet on it until you lose
Needle it till it's numb
Milk it till it moos
Cry Christmas till it comes.
Scratch it till it's raw
Preach it till it's writ
Practice it until it's law
Teach it till it's lit
Keep it till it rots
Burn it till it's done
Hand it around in pots
Cry Christmas when it comes.
Carve a heart out of ham
Beat it like a drum
Send me a cardiogram
I'll cry Christmas when it comes.
Christmas 1974
