I made up some Christmas carols so i hope you like them. (I just really altered them)
Dashing through the kitchen
Hoping on one leg
Passing through the dining room
Tripping all the way
Running at break neck speeds
Making people laugh
When I bump into the couch
Puma dashing up the stairs
(Dashing through the snow)
Puma the kitty cat
Is a rotten little punk
With straight whiskers and a wet nose
And two big olive colored eyes
Puma the kitty cat
Is a punk they say
He was mostly fur
But the children know
How playful he always is
Puma the kitty cat
Was playful all the time
And the children say
He always chased his tail
(Frosty the snowman)
Puma, the farting punk (punk)
Had a very stinky smell (pee-u)
And if you ever smelt it (smelt it)
You’d probably pass out with one whiff (it stinks)
All of the other kitty cats (kitty cats)
Used to run and screech with fear (he’s coming)
They never let poor Puma (Puma)
Join in any kitty cat games (Like mouse trap)
Then one crowded Christmas Eve
Missi came to say: (in her underwear)
“Puma with your smell so strong
Won’t you clear out some of the annoying guests tonight?”
Then all the kitty cats loved (loved him)
As they meowed out with glee (yip-pee)
Puma, the farting punk (punk)
You’ll go down in history (like Gorge Washington)
(Rudolph the rednose reindeers)
Feet toasting over a heating vent
Puma and Raney nipping at your nose,
Kitty begins to sing a carol,
Mom and Jacq dress me up like a weirdo.
Moms making turkey, while Jacq waits under the mistletoe
I try to get Puma and Raney calm
Stormy comes out of the kitchen to see the tree
I find it hard to sleep with Puma and Raney eating up the tree
I know that my family will be here soon
Cars loaded with laughing children
And wanting to here story’s of old Chris Cringle
Asking do reindeers really fly?
I say a simple phraseto the bright eyed children
Although it’s been said so many times it never gets old
A Merry Christmas to you and to all a good night
Oh the weather outside maybe frightful,
But moms yelling isn’t delightful,
And since we've no place to go,
I say Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
It doesn't show signs of Pausing,
So I got some popcorn to hang on the tree
The lights are on but mom is still yelling
and I say Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
When we finally say goodnight,
How I'll hate to try to sleep with the sound of the storm at my window
But if I only hear the sound of my cats feet
I’ll be okay
All the way through the night
The storm is slowly dying,
And, it’s slowing to just snow
But as long as it’s not thundering
I’ll be ok
I say Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
These are my carols but now it’s late so I’ll say to you
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night