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Somebody led a caravan up my street
Hey, what a surprise
They came bearing gifts of holiday treats
What a surprise
I did not expect to see
Anyone crossing, so gallantly
But here they came like a winter breeze
What a surprise
Somebody had the courage to check
Hey, what a surprise
On this old bag ‘o bones, a physical wreck
What a surprise
I sat there puzzled and unsure of myself
But these visitors had stories to tell
Of Christmas cheer and Santa’s elves
What a surprise
Somebody came to get in touch
Hey, what a surprise
I was bundled up in flannel and such
What a surprise
A frosty day that had me gloved and capped
Thinking St. Nick had missed my spot on the map
But at the door there was a gentle rap
What a surprise
Somebody came in a chorus of chance
Hey, what a surprise
Me sitting here in my pajama pants
What a surprise
They started talking and I wanted to run
My mood was something to overcome
Not used to being a favorite son
What a surprise
Somebody seemed to know that I was awake
Hey, what a surprise
They brought candies and a slab of fruitcake
What a surprise
A dinner plate for my holiday reprieve
And conversation, long into the eve
Festive chatter that I could not believe
What a surprise
Somebody rightly had their trip arranged
Hey, what a surprise
To warm the holder of a heart, unchanged
What a surprise
Across the yards, buried in white
Lingering in the glow of Yuletide delight
It took a moment to get my head right
What a surprise
Somebody offered eggnog, spicy and thick
Hey, what a surprise
As the cuckoo clock continued to tick
What a surprise
Then it was time to continue this dare
To greet others who were also unaware
After they left, I sat in my chair
Saying, “What a surprise!”
Somebody might have thought this was a gleam
Hey, what a surprise
A vision vaulted from a literary scheme
What a surprise
But I can promise the encounter was cool
Not a fantasy, composed by an old fool
I prospered, as a keeper of the golden rule
What a surprise

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