(An omnivore’s tongue-in-cheek variation on a seasonal ear-worm, inspired by yet another great pizza from the Cheese Board Collective in Berkeley)
Who knew Ole Saint Nicolas was a militant vegetarian?
Santé Claus is coming to Frown
Oh, your butternut squash: you’d better not fry
You Brussel ought sprouts, I’m telling you why
Santé Claus is coming to frown
Santé Claus is coming to hound
He’s checking your list, he’s looking for rice
He’s gonna find out who’s got the meat vice
Santé Claus is coming to frown
Santé Claus is coming: go brown
You’d better veg-out, you’d better not fry
You’d better not doubt, I’m telling you guys
Santé Claus is coming to frown
Santé Claus is coming around
He knows where you’ve been shopping
He knows if you’ve had cake
He knows you’ve been to Mickey-D’s
So don’t go for goodness sake
You’d best not munch out, you’d better stay dry
Better not tout those unhealthy buys
Santé Claus is coming to frown
Santé Claus is coming to hound
Photo by Shazz Mack under Creative Commons license.




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How great to see you, old friend. Hope the family is well.
Hey punaise!Glad to see your word-playing fonts!
Bravo, Pun-Meister…! ;-)
(standing on chair clapping wildly*
tweeted and recommended pun
punaise! hahaha, this is great, i’ll have to share with my daughter who works at a food co-op (lots of purists there!).
Is Louis still with your family? I remember some of the gorgeous pics of his gorgeous, handsome self. this song fragment is for him and all the other FDL kittehs:
oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree,
your ornaments are history
Bravo! Bravo!
It’s the Big P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How are you? What have you been up to? How are your kittahs, kids and Mrs. P?
BEDBUG!!! Que paso?
woohoo — pun on the front page at fdl for late nite!!!
It’s the Big Pun!
I trust everybody is enjoying surviving the Mayan Alpaca Lips.
good one dr dick!
evening, firegods
Happy New B’ak’tun!
All I Want For Christmas (Is World Peace)
By: Timbuk 3
http://www.madmusic.com/song_details.aspx?SongID=1405
Transformers, superheroes
Thundercats in cast iron clothes
Rocket fingers, laser eyes
Cannon mouths and missile toes
Santa’s helpers from on high
Secret sponsors place their bids
Your donation helps to buy
GI Joes for Contra kids
All I want for Christmas
All I want for Christmas
All I want for Christmas
Is world peace
Rock Lord masters of disaster
Detonate the ghetto blaster
And little black Rambo metal choir
Sings deck the halls with great balls of fire
Looks to me like World War III
Underneath the Christmas tree
Please dear Santa, Mr. Santa, please
Can’t you make the firing cease?
All I want for Christmas
All I want for Christmas
All I want for Christmas
Is world peace
A monster satellite TV
Sends season’s greetings from afar
Star Wars I and II and III
Chestnuts roasting on the VCR
All I want for Christmas
All I want for Christmas
All I want for Christmas
Is world peace
Happy 14th b’ak’tun to you as well.
More likely you’ll get Christmas at Ground Zero.
Think I will toddle off. Take care all!
*Bows deeply to the Master*
Oh! I’m really late here. Hip, hip, hooray Pun!
And so wonderful to see all the firedogs tonight,
ah heck, sorry I missed you all. was making bourbon balls and eating fresh crab.
thanks for all the kind words, y’all are the best.
and front paged – what up!
(had a little trouble with the formatting.)
:`)
Fresh crab?! Uh-oh! You’re in trouble with Santé Claus!
(Welcome back!)
I risked incurring his wrathing paper…
Merry Christmas, Sir. Thank you for the delightful gift here.
Backatcha! Joyeux Nöel,,,
Alas, Louis ran off to join the circus or something. He basically disowned us after we inherited punaise jr.’s cat Kaya – never accepted co-habitation. He reverted to his true feral nature and we haven’t seen him for months.