This of course is a rerun from eleven years ago from the old Ambassador Watch website…
Christmas greetings from us to Ted
Hope you wake up in the right bed
Be of good cheer
The end is near
If this card is returned we’ll know you’ve fled.
Norman
Spare a Thought
Spare a thought for Uncle Rod who gets no Xmas cheer
And likewise Uncle Gerry receives no seasonal beer
Will Feast of Tabernacles stocks suffice to see them through
Or will empty cellars give them shocks and fill them full of rue?
For those who keep us “chastened” are worthy of reward
And they should get some funds to “Christmas” stocks afford
Come ye of empathetic vein and give a helping hand
Bestow a large donation that perhaps was never planned
Write a check for charity’s sake and send it soon away
Our heroes can’t be sober at all on Christmas Day
A little wine is good for stomach and also general health
Let’s give our boys a hand and let them spend some wealth
Woe to those who will not tithe or with their money part
They are for perdition bent and of the hardest heart
Beware the “IDES OF FLURRY”, a terrible time in store
Cough up now, all ye who stall, and give them ever more
Your dollars are not wasted by those so ever short
Great liquors oft are tasted, in fact as well as port
Whether of season, in or out, our champions must be fed
Champagne of finest note in which they dunk their bread
For they are worthy of the best and nothing is denied
An increment all double they would have us provide
And if our conscience is all mean, let’s give a holiday toast
To Uncles Rod and Gerry, but then in hell we roast?
Seamus
Gerry the red-nosed pastor,
had a very shiny nose…
And if you ever saw it,
you would even say it glows.
All of the other despots,
used to laugh and call him names…
They wouldn’t let poor Gerry,
join in any power games.
Then one foggy power play,
from the mother church he ran away.
Gerry with your nose so bright,
won’t you have another bud light?
Then how the despots loathed him,
as they shouted out with blame…
Gerry the red-nosed pastor, he’s too “stoned” to play their game.
Steve
| HERE COMES SANTA CLAUS
Here Comes Gerry, Here Comes Gerry Mouth is flapping Going for Dave and in a rage Here Comes Gerry, Here Comes Gerry Cause you done stole them You’re a liar Here Comes David, Here Comes David Don’t you love it Don’t get crazy So here comes Gerry, Here Comes David Please oh Please drink three or four beers There goes Gerry, There goes David We are God’s men, you offend us We’re the two you’ve heard about That’s not so, It’s you that’s two Dennis Dieh |
Spare a Thought
Spare a thought for Uncle Rod who gets no Xmas cheer Will Feast of Tabernacles stocks suffice to see them through For those who keep us “chastened” are worthy of reward Come ye of empathetic vein and give a helping hand Write a check for charity’s sake and send it soon away A little wine is good for stomach and also general health Woe to those who will not tithe or with their money part Beware the “IDES OF FLURRY”, a terrible time in store Your dollars are not wasted by those so ever short Whether of season, in or out, our champions must be fed For they are worthy of the best and nothing is denied And if our conscience is all mean, let’s give a holiday toast Seamu |
 Don’t be so Claustrophobic! |
I wear the chain I forged in life. I made it, link by link and yard by yard, while on Earth, and now I will never be rid of it, any more than you will ever be rid of yours! Mankind should be our business, Ebenezer, but we seldom attend to it… as you shall see. –Jacob Marley’s Ghost |
