This is what I’m thinking.

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A White Shark’s Christmas is finally actual.

(Listen Without Precipice)

Still-pictures set in motion

A white shark's Christmas

Mrs
May is in disarray

(What am I gonna get for Baby Shark this year?)

Running out of Free-tossing bodies

The fridge is full of salt

I need to fix my teeth too

Bear claws would be nice

(I'm dreaming of white surfers)

[coughing, choking sounds]

(Last Christmas I gave you some frisbees…) (I ain’t never gonna swim again the way I swam with you…) Let’s smoke some puffer fish And get “drown” on it (’cause I’m hunting high and low…) [A-ha music runs]

[coughing, choking sounds]

(Last Christmas I gave you some frisbees…) (I ain’t never gonna swim again the way I swam with you…) Let’s smoke some puffer fish And get drown on it (’cause I’m hunting high and low…) [A-ha music runs] Let’s do this in up and arms with Mommy Shark!

[chorus]

I’m dreaming of a white surfer … Last Christmas I gave you some frisbees … Bear Claws and Turkish Delight … A shark can dream, can’t I?