Tis the week before Christmas, and all through the park,
Not a creature is stirring, not even a lark…
Ok heck that’s not true, please don’t make me laugh,
Winter Wonderland’s hogging the bulk of the path!
Forget about chimneys, it’s too soon for stockings,
Conventional wisdom says we should be shopping.
Instead here we are feeling all cold and stark,
Awaiting the sounds that will light up this dark.
It was fun at the Vic when we picked up our suits,
There was fire and carpet and friends in cahoots.
It was warm and inviting with beer and good food,
A festive environment for positive mood!
But here in this cold it’s getting quite boring
If it doesn’t start soon we’ll be off home and snoring!
It’s always the same, what’s up with you mutts?
Come on you guys we’re freezing our butts!!!
Finally the sound we’ve been wanting to hear,
A music bike comes to the sound of a cheer.
The sound of worn bearings as they whizz too and fro,
The thump of a BassFreight at last on the go.
Now Roggie! Now Mozza! Now Saffy and Bry!
On Kaisa! On Cat! On Aquila and Joy!
To the Arch reindeer forward, onto the street,
Shake those cute backsides and wiggle those feet!
At last! That took ages! We’re now on the move
In all our red suits we can finally groove.
Reindeers in front, with a Firebrox sled
And portly St Rick-alaus right up ahead!
All down the street a merry cheer rises,
For four hundred Santas of all shapes and sizes.
There’s elfs, trees and ninjas and even … Jack Frost?
Yikes! That slick silver lycra will have mental cost!
Now that we’re moving time actually flies,
A little exertion puts warmth in our thighs.
Watch out! Keep your balance! Stay on top of your skates!
This street’s rather slippery so look out for your mates!
It’s halftime at last – boy it’s cold now we’re here
Ha! Spare a thought for the poor old reindeer!
They dress rather sheer to be looking so fine,
Hope they’ll keep warm with Douglet’s mulled wine!
A photo? Or two? Oh another? Oh alright,
But I’m freezing my backside so let’s not spend all night!
Hug me! Quick, kiss me! Then let’s all go za-zoom,
The Smithfield is waiting and I know they have room!
Inside the Tavern, let’s be warm and have beer!
I’m feeling my toes again now that we’re here.
“I can tell you, you guys, you have no idea
I’ve been waiting for this for the whole of the year!”
Shake your thing, move around, it’s time to get down,
LondonSantaSkate party’s the talk of the town!
We sing from the heart and we mean it sincere:
It’s a crime that this happens only once in a year!
LondonSantaSkate! LondonSantaSkate! Tell you what dude,
We’re tipsy and loud and don’t mean to be rude.
But shout four hundred Santa’s with all of our might,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
… And to quote a well known Xmas character: “Wicked, wicked, wicked! Ho! Ho! Hoooooo!”
The LFNS and LondonSkate would like to wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Get your ticket, come toÂ LondonSantaSkate and help bring the skating season to its most festive conclusion ever. Then take a break … and bring on the ruckass that will be 2011 😉