Here's a little something I threw together for the Season...
Have yourself a Merry Little Squidmas, let your heart be lightThere was a Cunning Plan to record this (in four-part harmony, no less, damn my eyes for hubris), but there was Equipment Failure, and then there was Me Failure when I realised my singing voice was Horrible (and not Appropriately Horrible either, sadly).
Next year all our troubles may be swept from sight
Have yourself a Very Merry Squidmas, it may be our last
Next year mankind's future may be in the past
Here we chant as in olden days
Happy bloodsoaked days of lore
Long dead friends who were dear to us
Will stumble near to us once more
Some day soon we all will be together, as the Stars avow
Climb for shelter up upon the highest bough
And have yourself a Merry Little Squidmas,
have yourself a Merry Little Squidmas,
have yourself a Very Merry Squidmas, now.
Maybe next year my Cunning Plan to organise Squidmas Carols in the Queen St Mall might be more successful.
(Yes, I know about Have Yourself A Scary Little Solstice. Yes, I wrote this before I saw that. Yes, mine's better. :}þ>~~~~~ )
ED: Also, Rathergood wishes you a Merry Squidmas.