Jingle-Worms
I know all year we’ve been skipping them, skipping them,
Whenever they shuffled into play –
But now it’s December, and the whole world’s sipping them,
And we’ve no chance to slip away.
I guess it’s time to be shipping them, tripping them,
Their timing is no longer quite so wrong –
For now it’s December, and the whole world’s gripping them
So best to simply shrug and sing their song.
Let the tunes be ripping
And the sentiment be dripping
As we flipping-well must belt another verse.
We’ve spent all year so chippy
With the luxury of nipping them,
But now we must embrace their joyful curse.
Altogether now !
Sing a song of sleighbells,
Tinkle tinkle,
In the snow –
When the choirboys sing high
Then the baritones sing low.
But we’ll meet-up in the middle.
Where the fast shall meet the slow –
And we’ll sing it all again,
All the month – it’s all we know.
Ho ho ho.
Rhyming Couplets 