I'm sending this card to tell you
That taxes have taken away
The things that I really needed --
My workshop, my reindeer, my sleigh,
Now I'm making my rounds on a jackass,
He's old, he's crippled, he's slow,
So you'll know if I don't see you at Xmas,
It's cause I'm out on my ass in the snow.
I received the following from DeFrancesR
who tells me it is the original version of this piece,
written by Jan Clark and/or one of her sorority
sisters over 15 years ago. See below:
I write this letter to tell you
High taxes have taken away
The things I really cherish:
My workshop, my reindeer, my sleigh.
I'm forced to ride a donkey
Who's old and crippled and slow.
So, if I don't see you at Christmas time,
I'm out on my ass in the snow.
Today, December 9, 2002, I received the following from Dick Crozier who writes:
I was amazed to see that some young lady claimed either she or a "room mate" wrote the original about 15 years ago. I know that Dad didn't write it, but it had been around for many years before that. Therefore I am firmly
convinced that this claim is untrue. His version (below) is from about 1960.
So, whose version is the correct, original one? I don't know and so offer all three.
Enjoy them all and have a Merry Christmas. WFS