(To the tune of "Winter Wonderland")
Sirens scream, can't you hear 'em?
There's a crowd, don't go near 'em.
The trees all have lights
But no gifts in sight --
Santa's on a ventilator now.
Gone away are vacations
Here today are staycations.
We're going nowhere,
No presents to share --
Santa's on a ventilator now.
All the reindeer will be at the North Pole,
They're not flying with their sacks of toys.
Elves are getting ready for their new role:
Ignoring lists from little girls and boys!
Claus is now quarantining,
Plexiglass intervening
His bed from his wife
This Christmas of strife --
Santa's on a ventilator now.
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