The Tale of An Expat’s Christmas

Every year, the expat 

As she sat on a mat 

Would dream of Christmas 

Not alone with her cat 

Little cat, my dear cat 

To the cat she would tell 

With the snow out our window

Don’t you think we are well? 

Well we are, are we well? 

To the cat she would tell 

Well, well, well 

Oh 

        Please  

                     Tell 

Well we are, are we well? 

Little cat, the expat’s furry cat,  the fat cat 

Not a bat. Not a rat. Not a hat.  But a cat. 

Little cat, the fat cat,

it just looked up at her 

But it purred. Purred it did.  

Purred it did. 

Purred 

       Purred 

              Purred 

The expat, she felt sad 

Every year it is so 

There’s Gluehwein, there is  snow 

Oh-ho snow, Oh-ho snow

Lebkuchen and Gluehwein 

She would eat, she would drink

And there’s more, she would  dine 

But would think

            think

and think

About home, where there’s sea

The sunshine, family 

The expat, on a mat 

With her cat and she sat 

Her fat cat. Not a rat. 

Not a bat. But a cat. 

Not at home, every year 

She is sad, you hear, see!

With her cat, who’s a dear

But misses family 

Every year, the expat 

As she sat on a mat 

Would dream of Christmas

Not alone with her cat 

Do you think she is well? 

Could you tell? Could you tell? 

She has cat, her fat cat 

She has one, sometimes two

One year three, one year four

One Christmas, even more 

Is she well? Could you tell?

If you know, you should tell! 

At Christmas, every year 

The expat, this her tale 

Nothing cheers, nothing near

All things fail, this her tale 

Expat’s cat, this Christmas

It brought home something  new 

Not a stew. Not a pew. 

Something new that it knew. 

It’s a tree! Oh a tree! 

And with it, one, two, three.

One, two, three. Family. 

There are three. And a tree.

The expat, this her tale 

Every Christmas, all things fail.

Not her cat. Not a hat. 

None at all makes her glad. 

But alas, finally 

When she looked down that  tree 

A baby was staring 

Up at her, you should see! 

The baby was Jesus 

Do you not know him too?

If you don’t, you should do.

He makes things well and new. 

The expat, to her cat 

She did say, 

       You did well! 

Little cat, my dear cat 

We are well! We are well! 

Now this year, the expat 

As she sat on her mat 

Was this time at Christmas

Not alone with her cat

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