Nows' the time that it gets cold.
Its getting close to the holidays, these Christmas songs are getting really old.
Aint' these times s'posed to be jolly days?
Nows' when we get out of school and go to our relatives houses for presents.
We get out cheeks pinched by our lil' ol' Aunts' till' we caint fell our cheeks.
Aint' these times s'posed to be jolly days?
Nows' when we go outside and try to have a good time.
We go outside and all of our limbs get frozen and fall off.
Aint' these times s'posed to be jolly days?
Nows the time of presents and fun, but all we ged are these dumb stockings.
We're gonna' be goin' around tryin' ta' party but get out butts' in trouble.
Aint' these times s'posed to be jolly days?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem