I’ve tried to maintain as close a rhythm and rhyming scheme as I could, as well as the same six verses of the original song, if there are any glaring errors, please let me know. Songwriting was especially never my strong suit.
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To Be Submitted Dec. 2024:
We un-festive few, recognize that:
You’re a bad one, 482.
You need to be repealed!
The time has come to strike you from this very hallowed field, 482!
Here we list the reasons that you truly have to yield!
You’re a rough one, 482.
Your lyrics have no rhyme!
When we try to sing these words, they come up all off-time, 482!
Airing such wacky phrases really should be a crime!
You’re a tough one, 482.
Christmas is not alone!
There are holidays out there that don't make us sigh and groan, 482!
Given the choice between the two of them,
We’d rather celebrate our own!
You’re a tricky one, 482.
You dress up like a child!
Your punctuation is lacking and it makes you quite mild, 482!
The two words that best describe you are as follows, and we quote,
“Very reviled!”
You’re a menace, 482.
You’re really quite the chore!
You’ve so many terms without defining what they’re fooor, 482!
How can we expect to take you seriously when the first thing that you do is sidestep the plight of zombies, nukes, and coups, while going to vote in November?
You sicken us, 482.
Your time is almost through!
Your purpose could be worthy, but you simply make us blue, 482!
The Grouchy Security Council hereby repeals Resolution 482!
The One That Got Away:
We un-festive few, recognize that:
You’re a bad one, 482.
You need to be repealed!
The time has come to strike you from these very hallowed fields, 482!
Here we list the reasons that we all truly feel!
You’re a rough one, 482.
Your lyrics have no rhyme!
When we try to sing these words, they come up all off-time, 482!
Airing such wacky phrases really should be a crime!
You’re a tough one, 482.
Christmas is not alone!
There are holidays out there that don't make us sigh and groan, 482!
Given the choice between the two of them,
We’d rather celebrate our own!
You’re a tricky one, 482.
You dress up like a child!
Your punctuation is lacking and it makes you quite mild, 482!
The two words that best describe you are as follows, and we quote,
“Very reviled!”
You’re a menace, 482.
You’re really quite the chore!
You’ve so many terms without defining what they’re fooor, 482!
How can we expect to take you seriously when the first thing that you do is sidestep the plight of zombies, nukes, and coups, while going to vote in November?
You sicken me, 482.
Your time is almost through!
Your purpose could be worthy, but you simply make us blue, 482!
The Grouchy Security Council hereby repeals Resolution 482!
Draft #2
We un-festive few, recognize that:
You’re a bad one, 482.
You need to be repealed!
The time has come to strike you from these very hallowed fields, 482!
Here we list the reasons that we truly feel!
You’re a rough one, 482.
Your lyrics have no rhyme!
When we try to sing these words, they come up all off-time, 482!
Airing such wacky phrases really should be a crime!
You’re a tough one, 482.
Christmas is not alone!
Holidays exist that don't make us groan, 482!
Given the choice between the two of them,
We’d rather take our own!
You’re a tricky one, 482.
You dress up like a child!
Your punctuation is lacking and it makes you quite mild, 482!
The two words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote,
“Very reviled!”
You’re a menace, 482.
You’re really quite the chore!
You’ve got so many terms without defining what they’re for, 482!
How can we expect to take you seriously when the first thing that you do is sidestep the plight of zombies, nukes, and coups, while going to vote in November?
You sicken me, 482.
Your time is almost through!
Your purpose could be worthy, but you just make us blue, 482!
The Grouchy Security Council hereby repeals Resolution 482!
Draft #1
We un-festive few, recognize that:
You’re a bad one, 482.
You truly need repealed!
The time has come to strike you from these very hallowed fields, 482!
Here we list the reasons that we truly feel!
You’re a rough one, 482.
Your lyrics have no rhyme!
When we try to sing these words, they come up all off-time, 482!
Publishing such off-kilter phrases really should be a crime!
You’re a tough one, 482.
Holidays are not forgone!
Christmas is not always observed, we also have our own, 482!
Given the choice between the two of them,
We’d take the ones at home!
You’re a trickster, 482.
You dress up like a child!
You're lacking punctuation and it makes you very mild, 482!
The two words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote,
“Quite reviled!”
You’re a menace, 482.
You’re really quite the chore!
You’ve got so many terms without defining what they’re for, 482!
How can we expect to take you seriously when all you do is sidestep the plight of zombies, nukes, and coups, while going to vote in November?
You repulse me, 482.
Your time is almost through!
Your purpose could be admirable, but you just make us blue, 482!
The Security Council hereby repeals Resolution 482!