My Jingle Just Left
Dashing through the malls,
in my brand new bright orange Crocks,
I know it's cold today,
so I put on fresh wool socks.
Bells on churches ring,
as I run from store to store,
my arms are really full,
they just can't hold any more.
I must leave, I must leave,
my jingle has gone away,
my credit cards are no good now,
cause they have been denied today.
Entered in John's Christmas Contest...
sing to the tune of Jingle Bells....
I am still trying to enter this one, but I am
having no luck....
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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