Christmas Jingles 3 - the Dear Old Woman Is Sad and Blue
Dear old woman who lives in a shoe
The dear old woman who’s house is a shoe
For Christmas she doesn't know what she can do
She can't afford beer for seasonal cheer
And her kids will have no presents this year.
On top of it all her cupboard is bare
She looked in her purse and nothing was there
Hungry mouths she can't feed has her in tears
Yesterday's dreams have become kilns of fears.
What's more her love interest's gone away
He just could not stand her another day
The home is too cold and way far too old
With no room for all who live in the fold.
He told her that he never would come back
He wanted to live in a decent shack
He'd found soothing balm in another's arms
A beautiful lady of many charms.
That is what hurt her inside most of all
More than dear old Humpty Dumpty's big fall
No King's horses, not even the King's men
Could put her heart back together again.
3rd December 2020
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