m not ready for Christmas
for the glam and commercial gleam
for the smells of baking pumpkin pies
for the fake santa at the mall
I’m not ready for Christmas
for Carolers in the cold awaiting hot chocolate bliss
for candy canes and silver lanes aglow
For cold Egg Nog with just a touch of nutmeg
All this means nothing to me.
throw it out with all the used wrapping paper
Christmas is just a birthday without candles and flair
I’ll celebrate it in my own way
6 simple words
Happy Birthday Jesus I love you
