My own personal Christmas carol

Tis the season for exhaustion,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Shopping, baking, celebration,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Sit me down at the kitchen table,
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Forgot to send a card to dear aunt Mabel.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

See the empty cart before us,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
My christmas list is just enormous,
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Too much to do, too little time,
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
but skipping the holiday is out of line.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Soon enough the panic passes,
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
And I enjoy cider in BIG glasses
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
All that matters is we're together,
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Hoping next year is so much better.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la