lirik lagu the poppermost - the christmas gift
[burp, sigh]
once upon a time, mr. and mrs. kringle had a son— and, s~d~stically, decided to call him kris. for the first 27 years of his life, kris tolerated all the jibes and jeers that routinely started around the middle of the november and lasted until mid~january. “are you santa claus?”, “is that really your name?”, and “you must love christmas!” were the tip of the iceberg
the year that what happened happened, a few people from his workplace really went for it: thеy covered his desk in fakе snow, they wrapped all of his stationary in colorful paper and bows, and they make gigolo father christmas business cards with his phone number on them and left them around primary schools and halfway houses. although he took everything in good humor, eventually, the constant chants of “ho ho ho!” wherever he went — and calls from small children and s~x offenders — flipped a switch inside of him. he went missing from work for three weeks and didn’t return any calls or messages. everyone feared the worst
his flat door was kicked in by the police, but all they found was the map of the city pinned to his wall, with an empty piece of paper saying “the nice list” next to it
that evening, the annual christmas parade was due to take place. a flatbed lorry carrying father christmas and his sleigh and various elves would snake its way from the suburbs to the city center, whereupon a celebrity would turn on the christmas lights. each year, everyone would gather around the christmas tree and enjoy a fun~sized can of coca cola given out by overly happy young people from a massive truck. rosy~cheeked children and ruddy~faced adults alike all teased father christmas as he arrived in the town square, climbed down off his sleigh, and waddled over to the platform where radio personality chris miles was waiting impatiently to pull the lever to get all this over with
unseen by everyone, a shadowy figure lurked under the platform, fiddling with wires
santa and miles shook hands and posed for photographs before both encouraging the crowd to join in with a countdown: “five, four, three, two, one…”
both men yanked the lever and there was a brief pause before…
…all the christmas lights sparkled into life. chris fish, the technician, emerged from the back of the stage, mopping his brow. “phew!” he said to his assistant. “that was a close one! i hadn’t connected everything up!” he then gazed in wonder at the many gayly colored bulbs swaying in the chill winter air
kris kringle was later found hanged in the grounds of the stately home owned by roger taylor of queen, who was out of the country at the time
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