Can the magic of Christmas touch even the island on LOST? Here's hopin', with a parody of Christmas in Killarney contrasting with my last LOST parody.
Christmas on the Island
A jolly scene. A thriving scene
As festive and fun as the fields are green.
It's Christmas on the island
That's starting to feel like home.
Though there's no snow, as we all know,
A polar bear lived there not long ago.
And Kate can ride the noble horse
Who followed her there from home.
Well, Charlie won't be tempted,
Claire won't be plagued by fear,
And Jack and John will get along
And Walt will reappear.
The Others will be kind and fill
The castaways' huts up with gifts until
Each grimy face is smilin'. No bitter winds will blow
On Christmas on the island
That's starting to feel like home.
Christmas on the Island is heartening to see.
They've had enough of torment; it's time they had some glee.
A jolly scene. A thriving scene
As festive and fun as the fields are green.
It's Christmas on the island
That's starting to feel like home.
Though there's no snow, as we all know,
A polar bear lived there not long ago.
And Kate can ride the noble horse
Who followed her there from home.
Well, Charlie won't be tempted,
Claire won't be plagued by fear,
And Jack and John will get along
And Walt will reappear.
The Others will be kind and fill
The castaways' huts up with gifts until
Each grimy face is smilin'. No bitter winds will blow
On Christmas on the island
That's starting to feel like home.
Well, Charlie won't be tempted,
Claire won't be plagued by fear,
And Jack and John will get along
And Walt will reappear.
The Others will be kind and fill
The castaways' huts up with gifts until
Each grimy face is smilin'. No bitter winds will blow
On Christmas on the island
That's starting to feel like home.
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