A Gif From Me To You At My Zoo!

So the cat thought you all deserved a gif this holiday. What? Going to go on about spelling at my bay? Well you'd be wrong. The gift of the gif is here with a cheery song.


It is the time of year,When all are filled with cheer.Most likely from the excess beer,But let's not leer.

See! Drunk chipmunks too.Oh what a stupor can do.Lights can sure amuse.But don't blow a fuse.

Or you could get a shock.Then its jingle bell rock.Bells around your neck,And your nose becomes a wreck.

You become slow.How does that go?Slow from a glow?Damned, if I know.

Scared of your own face?Can't tie a shoe lace.All from a shock,And some jingle bell rock.

The shocking laughter,You here from floor to rafter.All you can do is pout,Looking like a trout.

So instead of the shock,Join the Christmas flock.Yell like a crazy nut.Santa is coming to your hut!

Get some groceries and walk home.You'll need them for when he comes to roam.But damn it, the bags break.It makes you do a double take.

Screw Christmas and all its crap.You flip off that Santa chap.Taking a vacation to the coast,Where in the sun you'll roast.

So as the moon shines bright,And you see Santa take flight,Let him be the one to turn on the light,  And then wish all a good night.
There you are. Never play with lights at your bar. It can zap brain cells you know. Then you could be dumber than a crow. You could also fry your toe or something else below. Now I must go and end my flow. I hope you liked my gifs to you though today at my show. The cat gave you gifs in mass. No need to thank my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.