Christmas time, Mistletoe and wine
My sofa’s here but nothing is fine
I ate so much chocolate that I’m fit to bust
Tat mountain collapsed and car full of rust
A time for living, a time for believing,
Enchanted forest and decs on the ceiling
I’ve wrapped all the pressies with ribbon and bows
But we’re off to Wales which really sucks actually…
I had a problem with the last line...
