This year for your holiday present,
We didn't get you a stuffed pheasant,
Nor something equally unpleasant.
Indeed for your celebratory gift
We didn't get a fiery serpent out of a rift,
Or an old-timey ghost wearing a shift,
Nor did we bury gold in sand for you to sift,
Or anything else that would leave you miffed.
For your Hanukkah boon
We won't put you on a crazy giant hot air balloon
Blasting skyward to the moon
Steered only with a hand-carved wooden spoon,
Or force you to listen to a screeching loon croon a never ending tune.
For 2017's token of appreciation
We won't ship you off on a dreary vacation
With a third-class ticket from the bus station
To an unknown foul-smelling location.
Instead, we made you this stop-motion animation -
Please enjoy our heartfelt creation!