CAJUN CRISMUS


Yuz'all MERRY CRISMUS WISH fvom all ov' us

Ova' hyear ya hear!

Dis iz de day befo Crismus an' all t'ru my house

Dey ain't nutin hapn'n, not even a damn mouse.

De chirren iez all ova de place -

In Shecarago, Feenix and New Yoark or som'in place.

So's Mamma in her flutie wite gaown,

And i in mee garounteede cap,

I'z gonna selltle em bones down fo'

A long winter nap.

Ain't gonna be no clatter ov dem ole' gators on de lauwn,

Cause i'ma gonna shoot dem basterds ifen' dey do!

So wit a long pole’n stick

And a little flat drover,

I know i'ma g'wana bee a cajun St. Nick.

An' so up de chemin'ie i go,

Out to de flo,

Where i lan' wit' a splat!

(Don't recommin' doin' dat)

An' den turnin wit' a jerk,

Tell em 'gators toe git dem splashing asses on de move, i saiz',

"MERRY CRISMUS to Lisette, (and da yunguns)

"Til' I saw you some mo'!!!"


Ole' Cajun Sanna, by gum

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