The wish is old,The wish is true,A merry Christmas,My friends, to you

In DecemberWe RememberOur special friends

So just because you'reFar away, don't thinkFor a moment that you're forgotten.I'm thinking about you because loving thoughts travel far,And wishing you a very Merry Christmas and a New YearFull of wonderful things.Wish we could be together.

We make a living by what we getbut we make a life by what we give.

Peace on earth will come to stay,When we live Christmas every day

The greatest gift of Christmasis the one we've already gotten long ago.

He's seen in the smilesThe whole world is sharing,He's found where there's friendshipAnd loving and caring,He's felt in warm handshakesWhen people are meetingHe's heard in the cheer ofA Christmas time greetingHis spirit's behind all theGifts we receiveHe's everywhere, alwaysTo those who believe! 

Merry Christmas to the one I love,Even on this day of love for all,Remembering the love of one whose callRedeemed all those whose hearts his love might move.Yet only one love does my spirit prove,Chosen in a passion like a squall,Having in such ecstasy withalRejoiced in what we were created of.In such love do we find our way outdoors,So to be drawn to love of flesh and soul,Traveling beyond our village green,Moving towards the wash along our shoresAs our love joins the greater love unseen,Shining with dark passion on the whole.

Thou whose birth on earthAngels sang to men,While the stars made mirth,Savior, at thy birthThis day born again. As this night was brightWith thy cradle-ray,Very light of light,Turn the wild world's nightTo thy perfect day. Bid our peace increaseThou that madest morn,Bid oppressions cease;Bid the night be peaceBid the day be born. 

Now that you're celebratingYour graduation day,Your whole life is ahead of you,And the Lord will lead the way.Just trust in Him to guide youIn His divine and perfect will.If you'll pray and read His Holy Word,His plan you will fulfill.Whatever happens in your life,On the Lord you can depend.There's nothing you can't handleWith Jesus as your best friend.Congratulations, and may the Lord bless you always!

Earning salvation the world's wayIs impossible to do.Man tells us to be better;Jesus asks us to be new.

The unconditional love of Christ,That reaches deeper than we know,Exists not because of what we are,But "in spite of," "anyhow," and "even though."

Put your problems on probationRun your troubles off the track,Throw your worries out the windowGet the monkeys off your back.Silence all your inner criticsWith your conscience make amends,And allow yourself some happinessIt's Christmas time again!Call a truce with those who bother youLet all the fighting cease,Give your differences a breatherAnd declare a time of peace,Don't let angry feelings taintThe precious time you have to spend,And allow yourself some happinessIt's Christmas time again!Like some cool refreshing waterOr a gentle summer breeze,Like a fresh bouquet of flowersOr the smell of autumn leaves,It's a banquet for the spiritFilled with family, food and friends,So allow yourself some happinessIt's Christmas time again!

There's nothing like ChristmasAnd woods deep in snowTo make us rememberThe dear long ago.Down life's weary highway,Years pass single file,But deep in us allLives a bit of the child.The same breathless wonderFloods over us whenThe gray skies lose snowflakesThat dance in the wind.Smoke curling from chimneys,A white windowpane,And dear thoughts returnAnd old joys remain.The tinkle of sleigh bellsAcross a still night,A warm, shadowed hearthWhose embers burn bright.A colorful afghanThrown over a chair,Green holly entwinedDown the length of a stair.The candlelit churchAnd the golden bells tellOf chapters each heartRemembers so well.Oh, there's nothing like ChristmasAnd woods deep in snowTo make us rememberThe dear long ago.

There was an old fellow named ClausWith a case of the mid-winter blahs.Taught his reindeer to flySo they took to the sky.The taps on your roof may be paws.

Twas the month after Christmas and all through the houseNothing would fit me, not even a blouse.The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste.All the holiday parties had gone to my waist.When I got on the scales there arose such a number!When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheeseAnd the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirtAnd prepared once again to do battle with dirt---I said to myself, as I only can"You can't spend a winter disguised as a man!"So--away with the last of the sour cream dip,Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chipEvery last bit of food that I like must be banishedTill all the additional ounces have vanished.I won't have a cookie--not even a lick.I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore---But isn't that what January is for?Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

I sit atop your Christmas tree,All clad in pink, a real fairy.The reason I appear to smirk,The sprig of spruce stuck up my skirt.

Christmas may be cancelledThe reindeer are on strikeSanta's stuck in LaplandForget your brand new bikeChristmas isn't cancelledRoyal Mail saves the dayPostmen playing SantaExpect that bike mid-May

Christmas was comingThe goose was getting fatSo I put it on the Atkins dietAnd now it's had a heart attack.

'Twas the night before Fridayand all through the town,no cops were cruising,no narks were around.As we all rolled our jointsto be put in our sacks,we knew that soonwe'd be stoned to the max.We drank Jack Daniel'sAnd smoked Panama Red,a hit of teaand man I felt dead.We were all up that midnightall of the day, whenthere was a knock at the doorthat gave us away.There stood a manwearing a smile,so we invited him into party a while.What to our red,glassy eyes should appear,two pounds of Columbiaand a case of beer.So we sat downand he started to roll,filled up a glassand lit up a bowl.We ask the manwhat was his name,he said Saint Nicholand drugs is my fame.So as the manstrutted out of sight,he said mari-ju-ana to alland to all a good night.