There is no rhyme or reason
To what happens in my house
Tis the season
For family spats
And watching bad movies
There's presents round the Christmas tree
And cookies by the fire
There are snowball fights
And decorating
And hate filled words abound
There are family squabbles
Far and wide
For Christmas is the season
For hours and hours of hating yourself
For no particular reason.
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 7:22 PM UTC
There is no rhyme or reason
To what happens in my house
Tis the season
For family spats
And watching bad movies
There's presents round the Christmas tree
And cookies by the fire
There are snowball fights
And decorating
And hate filled words abound
There are family squabbles
Far and wide
For Christmas is the season
For hours and hours of hating yourself
For no particular reason.
