OK -- Since it's Friday, and I don't have to cook tonight (let's hear it for 'cheesy greasy fried beef Fridays!!), I've had a few minutes to come up with a little ditty for this Challenge!. I took the kids' side on this one -- imagine what a cathartic experience it would be to visit Santa with Vinnie and Alfredo standing behind him . . . Hope y'all like it . . . ;-)

Look At That Face by Áine
(Tune: Look At That Face by Anthony Newley; from the musical, Roar of the Greasepaint, Smell of the Crowd)

Look at that face -
Just look at it,
Look at that jolly old face of yours.
I knew first look I took at it,
This was the face that the world adores.

Look at those eyes -
As blue and as deep as the sea.
But Santa, that bulge,
Is it fat, or an AKC?

As for your smile, it's cynical -
Cold as a dead cod upon the quay -
If I survive, it's a miracle
Where could I ever find words to say

That you used to make me happy
Whenever I sat in your lap?
Now I find when I look
A FBI spook
In that face

Look at that elf -
Just look at him
I see a wire hidden 'neath his cap.
I knew the first look I took at it
You've got an elf who is full of crap.

Look at those eyes -
As close as the closest of friends.
Look at those shades -
They start where a tunnel ends.

As for his smile - spectacular!
One grin would frighten a saint away.
He's got a face like Dracula!
And I mean that in the nicest way!

To say that my world has changed now
Would not even state the case.
No wonder I shook
When I first took a look
At your face.


-- Áine