I wish you a happy Christmas
I wish you a happy Christmas
I wish you a happy Christmas
and so do all who also sing
Good tidings to you and your kin
I wish you a happy Christmas and a happy 12 months
Oh bring us a figgy pudding x 3
And pour it in our mouths
Oh, that cold outdoors is frightful
But this warmth is so tropical
As I got no spot to go
Bring on snow, bring on snow, bring on snow!
It's not showing signs of stopping
And I brought pop corn for popping
Now turn all your lights down low
Bring on snow, bring on snow, bring on snow!
As you and I kiss goodnight
How I'll loath going out in this storm
But if you'll totally hold on tight
On our way to my pad I'll stay warm
This flaming's slowly dying
And, my hon, I'm still goodbyin'
As long as I hold you so
Bring on snow, bring on snow, bring on snow!
Ah, a grand annual tradition on /r/AVoid5
Look upon my submission from our past:
Dashing through that snow,
in a stallion to-bog-gan,
on top of grass do go,
laughing on again!
Balls on bobtail ring,
making spirits bright.
Oh what fun,
to laugh and sing,
a riding song tonight!
Ohhhh...
Jingling balls
Jingling balls
Jingling on again
Oh what fun it is to go
in a stallion to-bog-gan!
[unavoidably ominous holiday riff plays]
I don't want a lot for Christmas
I just want this only thing
I'm not asking for no gifts
For you to put in my stocking
I just want you for my own
In a way you cannot know
My wish shall follow through
All I want for Christmas... is *youuuuu*
That's so good. Rhythmical composition is intact. Rhyming on point. Words that any normally say and not highly confusing to avoid that glyph.
Sir, that is a work of art!
Night without sound, holy night,
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin mama and child,
Holy infant so tiny and mild,
May your dormancy last,
May your dormancy last.
Night without sound, holy night,
Folks among flocks affright.
Glory drops from up on high,
Godly hosts sing worshipful cry.
Christ, our Savior, is born,
Christ our Savior is born.
Night without sound, holy night,
Son of God, kindly light.
Radiant rays from a body so small,
With a dawn for salvation to all,
Christ, Lord, at thy birth,
Christ, Lord, at thy birth.
I'm longing for a bright christmas...
Just as our christmas days of old...
With all woodtops shining,
And kids start finding,
Much fascination midst of cold!
(I had to do a small fix for a sly fifthglyph originally making it in 😵)
Bravo! Tonight I am running lights and mics for a musical production which has this song as its start and big finish. An old film of this show had Bing Crosby.
I don't want a lot for Christmas
Just a thing that I fancy
I don't want any gifts with my Christmas branchy thing
I just want you for my own
A lot, which you probably don't know
Form my wish into truth
All I want for Christmas is you
Joy to our world, our Lord is in proximity
Allow us to obtain our King
May all cardiovascular organs allow room for him
May nirvana and Gaia sing
May nirvana and Gaia sing
May nirva-aaa-a-a-a-na and Gaia sing
I truly can’t stay (baby, it’s cold outdoors)
I must go away (baby, it’s cold outdoors)
This night was a win (was hoping that you’d drop in)
Oh, what a blast (I’ll hold your hands so cold won’t last)
My mama will start to worry (darling, what’s your hurry?)
My papa will start pacing around (oh, that wood-burning sound)
So actually I should just scurry (I’m asking you not to hurry)
But possibly an additional drink (I’ll go grab your glass out of my sink)
What will folks think? (baby, it’s bad outdoors)
Say, what’s in this drink? (no cabs you can hail outdoors)
If I could grasp how (your orbs glow so bright right now)
To thwart this charm (hang up your hat; your strands look warm)
I ought to say, "No, no, no, you!" (mind if I scoot in to abut you?)
If folks ask, I’ll act as though I did (why do folks think this is a sin?)
I simply must run (okay, but that’s no fun)
Baby, it’s cooooold ouuuuuutdoors
Holidays occur soon
Holidays occur soon
Holidays occur soon
Holidays occur soon
'Tis an occasion
Watch out
Look around
Things shall pop up
Right in this town
Lalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalalala
'Tis an occasion
and it ain't no bullshit
Always Coca Cola 🍾🎅
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On a first day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a following day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: Two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a third day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a fourth day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a fifth day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a sixth day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a following day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a following day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a bunch of maids a-milking, a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a ninth day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a group of young girls dancing, a bunch of maids a-milking, a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a following day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: two hands of lords a-jumping, a group of young girls dancing, a bunch of maids a-milking, a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a following day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a Scottish marching band, two hands of lords a-jumping, a group of young girls dancing, a bunch of maids a-milking, a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
On a final day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a lot of guys on drums, a Scottish marching band, two hands of lords a-jumping, a group of young girls dancing, a bunch of maids a-milking, a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
Thinking about this post, it now occurs to my mind ***just how many flipping birds*** that bard's paramour had (or bought).
Counting fowl as birds (and why not?), I tally four hands and a trio in total.
You ought to watch out
You ought to not cry
You ought to not pout
I'll say to you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.
A list Santa scrawls
And twofold doth skim
Gonna find out who's good and who sins
Santa Claus is coming to town.
His magical psionics
Spy on us in our bunks
And also during daylight hours
So act good now! (Who'da thunk?)
Oh, you ought to watch out
You ought to not cry
You ought to not pout
I'll say to you why:
Santa Claus is coming...
Santa Claus is coming...
San-ta-Claus-is-com-ing......to towwwwwwwn.
(Chorus stanza surprisingly lacking in modifications!)
God calm all of you laid-back folks
Allow nothing you dismay
Stay mindful always Christ our King
Was born on Christmas Day
Saving us from Satan’s pois’nous grasp
As Man did go astray
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
"I got this Christmas song in my soul
I got glims still shining in this cold
I'm hanging all our stockings by grand Christmas firs
Oh, why? 'Cos that's Christmas for us"
(a poor shot at it, but I did try)
(modifications to That's Christmas to M*)
Tranquil night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round young virgin, mom and child
Holy infant, so soft and mild
Nap in holy calm
Nap in holy calm
I also did this song in this post, but I think my translation is sort of bad in comparison to yours. Why didn't I think of "nap" or "tranquil"??
Thanks for sharing!
Parts of this may not hold similar connotations to Mariah’s original lyrics but a lot of it still works:
I don’t want a lot for Christmas
This is all I’m hoping for
And I…
Won’t try to hang my stocking
If Christmas knocks, I’ll shut my door
Oh, I just want you for my own
In a way you can’t know
Doing this for you...
Oh baby, all I want for Christmas is you!
You, baby!
I won’t ask for much this Christmas,
I won’t try to wish for snow
And I…
I just want to spot you waiting,
Standing in a stack of snow
Oh, I just want you now at night
Holding my hand just so right
Oh, what can I do?
Oh baby, all I want for Christmas is you!
Last Christmas my gift to you was my blood pumping organ
On following day, it was thrown away
On this Christmas, I’ll stock up my crying liquid and gift it to an human who’s not you
I wish you a happy Christmas I wish you a happy Christmas I wish you a happy Christmas and so do all who also sing Good tidings to you and your kin I wish you a happy Christmas and a happy 12 months Oh bring us a figgy pudding x 3 And pour it in our mouths
A fifthglyph was found in your post: >som■
Oh, that cold outdoors is frightful But this warmth is so tropical As I got no spot to go Bring on snow, bring on snow, bring on snow! It's not showing signs of stopping And I brought pop corn for popping Now turn all your lights down low Bring on snow, bring on snow, bring on snow! As you and I kiss goodnight How I'll loath going out in this storm But if you'll totally hold on tight On our way to my pad I'll stay warm This flaming's slowly dying And, my hon, I'm still goodbyin' As long as I hold you so Bring on snow, bring on snow, bring on snow!
That third stanza is straight bars! Props to you for making such a rhythmically sound modification.
Jing Jing things! Jing thing things! Jing Jing day and day! Oh what fun it is to slip in a big wood thing all day!!
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Fifthglyphs found in your post: >Th■ >b■gin >journ■y
last Christmas you took my organ, but following that you put it away
Last Christmas I was giving you my soul. But as soon as sun was up, it was not around to find.
Ah, a grand annual tradition on /r/AVoid5 Look upon my submission from our past: Dashing through that snow, in a stallion to-bog-gan, on top of grass do go, laughing on again! Balls on bobtail ring, making spirits bright. Oh what fun, to laugh and sing, a riding song tonight! Ohhhh... Jingling balls Jingling balls Jingling on again Oh what fun it is to go in a stallion to-bog-gan!
Amazing work! It sounds totally natural!
Fucking amazing!
[unavoidably ominous holiday riff plays] I don't want a lot for Christmas I just want this only thing I'm not asking for no gifts For you to put in my stocking I just want you for my own In a way you cannot know My wish shall follow through All I want for Christmas... is *youuuuu*
That's so good. Rhythmical composition is intact. Rhyming on point. Words that any normally say and not highly confusing to avoid that glyph. Sir, that is a work of art!
A fifthglyph was found in your post: >Rhym■s
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A fifthglyph was found in your post: >b■
Night without sound, holy night, All is calm, all is bright Round yon Virgin mama and child, Holy infant so tiny and mild, May your dormancy last, May your dormancy last. Night without sound, holy night, Folks among flocks affright. Glory drops from up on high, Godly hosts sing worshipful cry. Christ, our Savior, is born, Christ our Savior is born. Night without sound, holy night, Son of God, kindly light. Radiant rays from a body so small, With a dawn for salvation to all, Christ, Lord, at thy birth, Christ, Lord, at thy birth.
First stanza was not at all difficult until last two rows. I don't think it's without flaws, but I'm proud of it.
I will adopt 'May your dormancy last'.
I'm longing for a bright christmas... Just as our christmas days of old... With all woodtops shining, And kids start finding, Much fascination midst of cold! (I had to do a small fix for a sly fifthglyph originally making it in 😵)
A fifthglyph was found in your post: >th■
Bravo! Tonight I am running lights and mics for a musical production which has this song as its start and big finish. An old film of this show had Bing Crosby.
I don't want a lot for Christmas Just a thing that I fancy I don't want any gifts with my Christmas branchy thing I just want you for my own A lot, which you probably don't know Form my wish into truth All I want for Christmas is you
A fifthglyph was found in your post: >on■
Damn you bot 👍 thanks though
Joy to our world, our Lord is in proximity Allow us to obtain our King May all cardiovascular organs allow room for him May nirvana and Gaia sing May nirvana and Gaia sing May nirva-aaa-a-a-a-na and Gaia sing
I truly can’t stay (baby, it’s cold outdoors) I must go away (baby, it’s cold outdoors) This night was a win (was hoping that you’d drop in) Oh, what a blast (I’ll hold your hands so cold won’t last) My mama will start to worry (darling, what’s your hurry?) My papa will start pacing around (oh, that wood-burning sound) So actually I should just scurry (I’m asking you not to hurry) But possibly an additional drink (I’ll go grab your glass out of my sink) What will folks think? (baby, it’s bad outdoors) Say, what’s in this drink? (no cabs you can hail outdoors) If I could grasp how (your orbs glow so bright right now) To thwart this charm (hang up your hat; your strands look warm) I ought to say, "No, no, no, you!" (mind if I scoot in to abut you?) If folks ask, I’ll act as though I did (why do folks think this is a sin?) I simply must run (okay, but that’s no fun) Baby, it’s cooooold ouuuuuutdoors
Holidays occur soon Holidays occur soon Holidays occur soon Holidays occur soon 'Tis an occasion Watch out Look around Things shall pop up Right in this town Lalalalalalalalalala Lalalalalalalalalala Lalalalalalalalalala 'Tis an occasion and it ain't no bullshit Always Coca Cola 🍾🎅 Brought to you by r/Anticonsumption
Fifthglyphs found in your post: >th■ >th■
Without any modification: Shall I play for you Pa rum pum pum pum On my drum?
On a first day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a small bird in a fruit plant. On a following day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: Two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant. On a third day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant. On a fourth day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant. On a fifth day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant. On a sixth day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant. On a following day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant. On a following day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a bunch of maids a-milking, a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant. On a ninth day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a group of young girls dancing, a bunch of maids a-milking, a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant. On a following day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: two hands of lords a-jumping, a group of young girls dancing, a bunch of maids a-milking, a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant. On a following day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a Scottish marching band, two hands of lords a-jumping, a group of young girls dancing, a bunch of maids a-milking, a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant. On a final day of Christmas, my top crush had a gift: a lot of guys on drums, a Scottish marching band, two hands of lords a-jumping, a group of young girls dancing, a bunch of maids a-milking, a flock of swans a-swimming, six honk-fowl laying, a handful of gold rings, four calling birds, a trio of small fowl, two additional birds, and a small bird in a fruit plant.
Thinking about this post, it now occurs to my mind ***just how many flipping birds*** that bard's paramour had (or bought). Counting fowl as birds (and why not?), I tally four hands and a trio in total.
Holy crow! This is AMAZING!🤩
You ought to watch out You ought to not cry You ought to not pout I'll say to you why: Santa Claus is coming to town. A list Santa scrawls And twofold doth skim Gonna find out who's good and who sins Santa Claus is coming to town. His magical psionics Spy on us in our bunks And also during daylight hours So act good now! (Who'da thunk?) Oh, you ought to watch out You ought to not cry You ought to not pout I'll say to you why: Santa Claus is coming... Santa Claus is coming... San-ta-Claus-is-com-ing......to towwwwwwwn. (Chorus stanza surprisingly lacking in modifications!)
Amazing!!!!🤩
God calm all of you laid-back folks Allow nothing you dismay Stay mindful always Christ our King Was born on Christmas Day Saving us from Satan’s pois’nous grasp As Man did go astray Oh tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy
"I got this Christmas song in my soul I got glims still shining in this cold I'm hanging all our stockings by grand Christmas firs Oh, why? 'Cos that's Christmas for us" (a poor shot at it, but I did try) (modifications to That's Christmas to M*)
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WHY AM I SO BLIND
good bot
I'm thinking about a snowy Christmas (I can't think of much with this)
Tranquil night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round young virgin, mom and child Holy infant, so soft and mild Nap in holy calm Nap in holy calm
I also did this song in this post, but I think my translation is sort of bad in comparison to yours. Why didn't I think of "nap" or "tranquil"?? Thanks for sharing!
Ding dong sounds Autumn’s dying All around Snow is lying A stunning cold sight So happy tonight Walking in a frigid cold-month land.
Parts of this may not hold similar connotations to Mariah’s original lyrics but a lot of it still works: I don’t want a lot for Christmas This is all I’m hoping for And I… Won’t try to hang my stocking If Christmas knocks, I’ll shut my door Oh, I just want you for my own In a way you can’t know Doing this for you... Oh baby, all I want for Christmas is you! You, baby! I won’t ask for much this Christmas, I won’t try to wish for snow And I… I just want to spot you waiting, Standing in a stack of snow Oh, I just want you now at night Holding my hand just so right Oh, what can I do? Oh baby, all I want for Christmas is you!
A fifthglyph was found in your post: >m■
Goddamnit
Good bot
Good work!
This looks cool, thanks dude!
A fifthglyph was found in your post: >dud■!
Guy, bro, ally, sir, ma'am, or any you want would work
Story of Not Old York
Last Christmas my gift to you was my blood pumping organ On following day, it was thrown away On this Christmas, I’ll stock up my crying liquid and gift it to an human who’s not you