Well another year’s almost over and it’s been another really good one,
But things have changed up here – guess what my Mums gone and done,
She went and got another dog, and would you believe it, another Rottie,
My dad is almost aff his heid, he’s says my mum is drivin him potty,
Rayna is the tinkers name, and she’s a little bundle of mischief,
Some of the things she gets aff wi, are almost beyond my belief,
I mean, she chews their socks, shoes and boots and rips up all their towels,
She’s just like me really, athing she’s sees ends up in her jowels.
I cana really mind back then, but I’m sure I was a good lad,
Surely I didnae dee that, surely I wisnae that bad!
I ken I was boisterous and probably a bit feel,
But I couldnae dee that, I didnae ken them ah that weel,
Well this little tinker, she gets aff wi flippin murder,
If I did things like that I’d be 6 feet bloody under!
Well, maybe nae quite, I’m still my mummy’s favourite, her “big boy”,
But she freaks oot sometimes cause she disnae really like when we fight ower Rayna’s toy.
She gets on their bed, she sneaks up fin they are sleepin,
But in the morning they see the company they’re keeping,
If at wis me there wid be a row, a stooshie ats for sure,
Mind you I’m bigger and heavier, a diet micht be the cure!
The Christmas tree is up again, they really are quite gullible,
Every time I saunter past, I steal another bauble,
I ken I really shouldnae, it ken drives mum mad,
And deep down inside she kens I’m nae really bad,
I just cana help masel, I really just have to risk it,
Cause when she wants to get it back she’s gies me another biscuit!!
Well its time to say cheerio, a merry Christmas to one and all,
I hope you all hae a good one, I’m sure we’ll hae a ball,
I cana wait for Christmas day, Turkey trimmins and roast ham,
But this year it’ll be different, I’ll hae to fight for it wi the little bam!!
Merry Christmas,
George, & Rayna (and Dhal the Collie!!)
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