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I always write something at Christmas it seems.

Last year I told a friend from Australia that I have known since shortly after High School, that I was writing something in honor of that friendship and hoped to finish it by Christmas. Also I have been known to tweak the verses to Christmas Carols along the way through the years as well.


“Little Drummer Boy from Down Under” ©Everett L. Davis 24 Dec 2017

I don’t know what words to say; my Rump is my Bum
I think that Hello is G'day; my Rump is my Bum
I accept my Mom’s my Mum; my Rump is my Bum
Today I feel dumb; my Rump is my Bum,
Rump is my Bum; Rump is my Bum

Dare I speak again; my Rump is my Bum
I am so dumb.

I’m American; my Rump is my Bum
Don’t know what to say to you; my Rump is my Bum
Doesn’t seem I know a thing; my Rump is my Bum
I just keep Bab-a-ling; my Rump is my Bum
Rump is my Bum; Rump is my Bum

Should I sing for you; my Rump is my Bum
Gosh I feel dumb

I don’t know what to do; my Rump is my Bum
A toilet is a Loo; my Rump is my Bum
I’ll never find a Date; my Rump is my Bum
My friend is my Mate; my Rump is my Bum
Rump is my Bum; Rump is my Bum

Now you smile at me; my Rump is my Bum
Is he that dumb?

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Maybe it will bring a chuckle or two on New Years Eve this year to some of you.

Everett

Good one Everett! My wife just did a double-take at me, grinning like a goof while sorta watching football.

Everett,
Thanks for a great chuckle for today.