...and here's my little contribution to this worthy thread:

Get Yourself A Scrappy Little Angel

Get yourself a scrappy little angel,
Wouldn't that be nice?
She'd sit on your shoulder
And give you advice!

Get yourself a scrappy little angel
Who thinks you're a wuss,
Get one who could teach
A sailor how to cuss.

When you sit and think about your life,
Your pathetic life, you angst,
She could get you moving once again
With a kick right in the pants.

Through the years she'll
Keep your head together,
Helping you somehow,
Get a grip and you
Won't need to have a cow,
And get yourself
A scrappy little angel now.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
(lyrics & music by Hugh Martin & Ralph Blane)

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light,
From now on our troubles will
Be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on our troubles
Will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.

Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star
upon the highest bough.
And have yourself
A merry little Christmas now.

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