Yuletide

Oh god its christmas again
Time to make sure all of my family are friends
Ill stop eating for a while
Just to see my mother smile
Oh god its that time of year again

Im tying all my wounds up in bows
There’s nothing like a lavish feast
It’s all a hunter knows
Eat of me i can’t deny
Family at this yuletide
I’ll know its good when all that’s left are bones

Carry me to the fig tree
Ive cut away all the pieces you don’t like about me
I look good enough to eat
Mama told me to sit up straight
Can’t leave until ive got an empty plate
What a fine meal that you’ve made
Blood, sweat and tears the pound of flesh i gave

I’ll save the delicacies for dessert
A growing boy should eat his fill
One more bite can’t hurt
Pick me from your teeth oh i’m
Sorry its a little dry
Next time ill dress up in your favourite skirt

If im the prized pig
You’ll be the first bid
Something tasty for the family
What a good fit

Let it simmer now
Bring my flavours out
Don’t forget to set the table
They’re all coming round

Carry me to the fig tree
Ive cut away all the pieces you don’t like about me
I look good enough to eat
Mama told me to sit up straight
Can’t leave until ive got an empty plate
What a fine meal that you’ve made
Blood, sweat and tears the pound of flesh i gave

I gave

I gave

I gave