Poem to Christmas music (It’s the most wonderful time of the year)

It’s the mows wonderful time of the year
With the people weed eating
And everyone planting grass seed far and near
It’s the mows wonderful time of the year
It’s the hay-feverist season of all
With rag weed and sneezing
When friends come to call
It’s the hay- feverist season of all
There’ll be parties for hosting
Sunburning and roasting
And hamburgers cooked on the grill
There’ll be swimming and fishing
And lies of the fish that I’ve caught on my reel…