Christmas Morning at Clancy's

Pat, wake up, you're snoring at a stormy. Oh, my baby. Time was that pat, when the board just took over four times, and the hands on the big clack said they ate 25, so it must be quarter past six feet the right time.

But, that's right, Merry Christmas, Mary Ann. The same thing you, Pat. Come on now, children, and we'll all go on the room and see the Christmas tree. Look, there it is. And Mary Anne, there's one thing I like about a Christmas tree.

And what's that past? Ha ha ha. It's the color of it. Here Maggie, here's a dally for you. And here's your fattie. And here's something for you, Danny. And here's yours, Mickey. Now I'll take your presents and enjoy yourselves.

What's that thing, Danny? It's plain on? Okay, it's a Jew's hat, a Jew's hat. Take it away from him. Oh, he the drum part he's playing on. He has the makings of a great musician, have past things.

Oh, my, oh, mate. He's the best Mickey makes playing the Picky Lord. He's trying to pick a long look on it. Ha ha ha ha! Oh, he plays very well for having such a chord.

Oh here Danny, give your father the Finland he's playing for years. Yes, play a jig, Passon, we'll all have a bit of a dance. I will. No. Take me back, Purple. Pass that horse to Rachel. Don't find me, Purple.

Oh, here's your uncle Mike with his new automobile. Who wants to go with him? All right, all right. Go ahead, then. Go ahead. And there they go. Yes, I, they're happy to be passed. Marianne, if I were a millionaire, I'd give them everything in the world they wanted.