’twas christmas day in the workhouse,
the pudding came in view,
the raisins, they were many,
the currants, they were few,
up spake a brave old trooper,
he was as bold as brass,
I don’t want your christmas pudding,
stick it up your @rse!
the pudding came in view,
the raisins, they were many,
the currants, they were few,
up spake a brave old trooper,
he was as bold as brass,
I don’t want your christmas pudding,
stick it up your @rse!
