Loudly I hear the birds
Chirping their karmic words
As I prance on the curve
Elevated off the herb
Intoxicated
So we swerve
So I canโt believe the nerve
That I believed what I heard
But deep down I was
Scurried from my intuition
No longer resisting
I needed wishes
Because how vividly the stars started to glisten
At the thought of his charisma
I was oh so missing
So I packed up the sleigh
Up, Up, and Away
My Santa Claus
I ran away
To the bearded man
Hip hip, hooray
