First of all, he put me in back of Vixen
And I was like, Uh uh, Nope
No thanks
Not having it
I'm always in the front
I...go in...the front.
Thanks.
But, apparently, things have changed
Because I had to go in the back
And watch Vixen kick her fat legs at me all night
While Santa's yelling about how we're not going to get to Peru in time
And I'm like--
Maybe you shouldn't put the fatties up in front then
But whatever
I kept my mouth shut
I kept saying to myself--
We only have to do this once a year
And then I go back to my Miami petting zoo
And pretend these reindeer don't even exist
But THEN I hear Comet say to Cupid--
'Dancer thinks he's better than everybody'
And that's when I broke loose
And let them finish handing out to yo yo's to Bolivians
BY--THEM--SELVES
Of course I think I'm better than everybody
I AM better than everybody
Who do you think keeps all the toy assignments straight?
If it weren't for me
We would have been handing out Barbie dolls to starving kids in Bombay
And they probably would have tried eating Barbie's fake hair
But do I get a thank you?
No
I get attitude
So forget it
I'm skipping Christmas
Whatever
I just wanted to dance anyway
That's what I wanted this year
So Merry Christmas to me
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