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When I came down on Christmas eve i saw mummy dec-a-pi-tat-ed

And Santy Clause had her pen-e-tra-ted without any con-sent

Santa said, here's your christmas present

And I saw mummy's head on a platter.

The po-lice wondered why it filled me with laugh-ter.

They asked me if I heard any-thing.

I told them I heard moan-ing.

I thought mum had a new boy-friend.

And him I didn't want to offend.

Like last time when he hurt me for it.

And in my pants I made a shhhh-

SHOWER SHOWER.

MUMMY MADE ME SHOWER.

I never came down stairs again.

Until yest-er-day when I grew disdain

for the one you call Santa.