Oh no - look out guys
It's that time of year
A whole lot of work
And no time for cheer





The work makes me so tired
Afterwards, I feel so lame
I'd rather spend this Christmas
Relaxing and watching the game





The worst part is
The Christmas tree
The patience it requires
It just isn't me





Those darn Christian lights
Are always tangled
By the time I finish
My brain is mangled





It's hard enough to do
All the lights and stuff
I also have to assemble presents
That are tedious and tough





Dear God,
Please put an end to all this
This is one holiday
I'm sure I won't miss