From Rabbits to Teddy Bears

From rabbits to teddy bears.
To dancing baloons.
It all starts tonight with the sound of tromboons.

With a great chorus rise,
You pull from your bed.
As the wave of high tidings give way to your tread.

Your eyes go quite wide,
And teddy bears pounce,
As little plastic men,
And chess pieces bounce.

From the swaying carpet
To the crawling chocolate bar,
Everything moves!

Even the red plastic cars.

Tiny explosives go off in the room.
TIE Fighters pass by,
And chase after the fly with a quick wicked zoom.

From rabbits to teddy bears.
To dancing baloons.
It all starts tonight with the sound of tromboons.

But what is tonight to make all this real?
Why it is Christmas my boy,
Of your 18th year.

The Barbies all huddle at your feet,
The Fleshlights and lubricants,
All come to greet.

"This is your 18th year." The little Barbies all say from their flesh toy throats. "It is Christmas and we have a special cheer."

The Barbies all climb under and up legging holes.

All the stuffed animals come huddling too.

Then followed quickly by the blow up doll troop.

The Barbies laugh and cling under pants button ride.

As the fun has just started and your expression must hide.