Hi! Hi, Every Buddy! Hi! Hi! Hi! It's me! It's me me me me mememememememememememememe, Franklin the Bordernese! Kissmas is coming so don't catch a cold that makes you sneeze!
I wanna sing for you today. I heard a song called White Kissmas. I made up my own words to it, so I'll type the words, and you have to imagine the tune. My part is in blue. Penlapee wants to help so her part is in parentheses in pink.
Here we go!
I'm dreaming of a kissy Kissmas
like every Kissmas I've known with Mom (we love our Mom).
When the palace glistens
and Mommy listens
if we tell her a package thief
is on our road (our road, our road, our royal roooooooooo
I'm dream (roooo Penlapee, that's long enough ooad) ing of a kissy Kissmas
each time I see Mom's credit card (she buys doggy toys with the plastic card).
May your moms be merry and bright
and may all your Kissmases be like mine (and miiiiiiiiiine).
I hope your Kissmas includes a meal of delicious kibble and a toy. Be sure to do some butt sniffin', too.
Now I have to work on pretending I'm asleep. I have to get good at it so I can catch Santa Paws in the act on Kissmas Eve.
Okay. I love you. Bye-bye.
Merry Kissmas from all of us!