Ah, distinctly I remember,
It was in the bleak December,
When each separate dying ember
Wrought its ghost upon the floor,
Then I heard the sound of singing,
And in the distance, sleigh bells ringing,
And my Mastodon was pinging
With cracker jokes and puns galore.
'Twas the Mushroom Christmas Countdown
Back again for one year more,
Back for twenty-twenty-four.