There you are trying to sneak into my house.
There you are as quiet as a mouse.
Holiday Blues I know you’re there.
But this holiday season I don’t care.
Holiday Blues I’ve got some news.
You aren’t going to give me any of those blues.
Not hear. Not now. Not ever again.
You aren’t going to win and become my best friend.
I will fight you and bite you.
And I will never like you.
Holiday blues go away.
You aren’t welcomed in my home any day!
By Melissa Perry Moraja