I'M Not Dreaming of a Covid Christmas
Santa looks bleak in twenty twenty
Covid came alive to give plenty
Of grief throughout the year
Parting from Christmas cheer
Sure that quarantines will be many
~
The elves were worried about Yuletide
In Mrs. Claus, they were to confide
Rudolph’s nose lost it’s glow
All the reindeer were slow
This virus brought despair to divide
~
This year had been very sad and bleak
Santa was feeling like a antique
He’d lost some of his hair
Mrs. Claus wasn’t aware
Had she known, she’d have given a shriek
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