Lil Monkey: “Reporting to you from SiennaTigerlily’s bedroom, today is December 5, 2018, and it is a Wednesday, and my name is Lil Monkey the Brown Monkey. These are my co-hosts, Flopsy the White Bunny, Jake the Ape, and Blue Fuzz the Blue Dog. And so, tonight instead of the news from South Texas,  we’re here to bring you some Christmas songs.

And so here they are:

Mine is ‘I Want a Hippopotamus For Christmas’, and the writing credits go to John Rox, the copyright being 1950. It’s included on a tape by “Joanie Bartel’s Christmas Magic.”‘

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
I don’t want a doll, no dinkey tinker toys
I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
I don’t think Santa Claus will mind, do you?
He won’t have to use a dirty chimney flue
Just bring him through the front door
That’s the easy thing to do

I can see me now on Christmas morning
Creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy, what surprise
When I open up my eyes
To see a hippo hero standing there

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
No crocodiles, no rhinosaurus
I only likes hippopotamuses [sic]
And hippopotamuses [sic] like me, too

Mom says a hippo would eat me up, but then
Teacher says a hippo is a vegetarian
There’s lots of room for him in our two-car garage
I’d feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage.

I really love my Christmas song. I hope you all do also. That’s all for me. See you next time.”

Jake: “Here’s my Christmas song. It’s so much fun singing Christmas songs.

I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old familiar carols play.
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of Peace on earth, good will to men.

I thought how as the day had come
The belfries of all Christendom
Had roll’d along th’ unbroken song
Of Peace on earth, good will to men.

And in despair, I bow’d my head:
“There is no peace on earth,” I said,
“For hate is strong and mocks the song,
Of Peace on earth, good will to men.”

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep;
“God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,
With Peace on earth, good will to men.

So much fun, so much fun, singing Christmas songs. And that’s it for me.”

Blue Fuzz: “And here’s my Christmas song.

Do You Hear What I Hear?

Said the night wind to the little lamb,
“Do you see what I see?
Way up in the sky, little lamb,
Do you see what I see?
A star, a star, dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite,
With a tail as big as a kite.”

Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy,
“Do you hear what I hear?
Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy,
Do you hear what I hear?
A song, a song high above the trees
With a voice as big as the the sea,
With a voice as big as the the sea.”

Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king,
“Do you know what I know?
In your palace warm, mighty king,
Do you know what I know?
A Child, a Child shivers in the cold–
Let us bring him silver and gold,
Let us bring him silver and gold.”

Said the king to the people everywhere,
“Listen to what I say!
Pray for peace, people, everywhere,
Listen to what I say!
The Child, the Child sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light,
He will bring us goodness and light.”

Fa la la la! Ha ha! Ho ho! That’s it for me. See you all tomorrow. I can’t wait for Christmas.”

Flopsy: “Hush, Blue Fuzz, my turn.”

Blue Fuzz: “What if I want to keep talking? I love talking.”

Flopsy: “You’re through with your song. It’s my turn. Here’s my Christmas song.

The Holly And The Ivy

The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown:
O, the rising of the sun,
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.

The holly bears a blossom,
As white as lily flow’r,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To be our dear Saviour: Refrain

The holly bears a berry,
As red as any blood,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To do poor sinners good: Refrain

The holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
On Christmas Day in the morn: Refrain

The holly bears a bark,
As bitter as the gall,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
For to redeem us all: Refrain

The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown: Refrain

And that’s my song. So goody, goody, goody. ”

Jake, Flopsy, Blue Fuzz, and Lil Monkey: “That’s it everybody for our Christmas songs. See you next time.”

Blue Fuzz: “Wait, I’m not finished! I want to ‘Fa la la la’ some more!”

Lil Monkey: “News time is over, Blue Fuzz. It’s time for bed.”

Flopsy: “Bedtime? Yeah right! It’s time to go party! Where should we go–Danny’s house?”

Blue Fuzz: “I do not want to go over to a cat’s house! Besides Danny the Cat is boring.”

Jake: “Why don’t we just stay here and have a party? A quiet party.”

Flopsy: “There are no quiet parties when it comes to us. Besides, SiennaTigerlily’s dog, Bruce, is sleeping in her room tonight. He’ll wake up if we have a party.”

Jake: “That’s true. I guess it really is bedtime then.”

Lil Monkey: “Duh, what did I tell you at the beginning? I said, “News time is over. It’s time for bed”, which doesn’t mean we go party party party. It means bed.”

Blue Fuzz: “Watch it guys! SiennaTigerlily is coming!”

Jake: “Is the news shut off?”

Flopsy: “Oops. No it’s not.”

Jake: “Well shut it off!”

(Flopsy shuts off the news screen).

Blue Fuzz: “Turn off the lights, Lil Monkey!”

(Lil Monkey turns them off).

(I–SiennaTigerlily–walk into the newscasting room).

SiennaTigerlily (Me): “It’s time for bed. Out.”

(All four of them immediately leave to their beds).

(SiennaTigerlily–me–sighs, and turns off the news sound system and then I follow them out).

The End for today.