Song 5 of A Musical Version of Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol. c2025 Bob Nordquist
Fezziwig laughed all over himself, from his toes to his organ of benevolence
How does a man get so happy and kind? Just a gift from genetic inheritance.
Put up the shutters, it’s Christmas Eve. Break out the beer and meaty sustenance
Let there be no sulking, or crying or frowns, or any other displays of malevolence
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Hilli-ho! It’s Christmas in the Fezziwig style
I apprenticed here for a happy short while
All of us employees dancing into the night
Old Fezziwig sure knew how to treat his people right.
Here comes dear, old Mrs. Fezziwig, with her smile both vast and substantial
Three lovely and beaming young Miss Fezziwigs,
With six boys trying to look consequential.
Young Scrooge was guilty of a taste of mince pie,
But the evidence pure circumstantial.
Old Fezziwig shared every morsel and drop, with no care of matters financial.
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A small matter to make these silly, plain folks, so joyful and full of gratitude.
He’s spent but a few pounds of your mortal money,
To affect such a large change in attitude.
“Small” echoed Scrooge in defense of his mentor,
I’d say it’s unequaled in magnitude.
When Fezziwig wishes, a soul Happy Christmas,
It is not just a meaningless platitude.
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Scrooge became sullen and silent
The ghost asked what has come over you
I thought of my clerk, the young Bob Cratchet
I owe him a kind word or two.