It isn't looking to me at all like Christmas,
There's been no ice, nor sleet, nor snow.
I've heard no jingle bells in the air,
Or caroling on the square,
Or seen anyone anywhere
All bundled up like an Eskimo.
And I'm thinking no tree for me this Christmas,
My apartment's rather small.
Can't seem to get in the mood to buy
A fruitcake...
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