Baba Yaga’s Seasonal Saga

I sits in front of me Yulea logga;

With me matey and his blacka dogga;

Outside me house thar be thicka fogga;

Creeping over from the bigga bogga.

Me matey guzzles a mugga grogga;

While I sips a cuppa egga nogga;

And we toasts you all with thisa blogga.

May all yer doubloons be solid gold and all yer spells be charming.

PS: Me matey Pat and me we be thanking the South Sound Scribblers for they inspiration.