Nothing more than a grumpy old man, Ebenzeer Scrooge was
Who thought there was nothing merry about Christmas
When approached for charity he shut the door and shrugged
He scoffed and said “Bah! Humbug!”
Then in his sleep, his good friend Marley paid him a visit
And shared with him the end of his path
Then visited Christmas Past’s spirit
And showed him all the joys he could have had
Then came the ghost of Christmas Present
And showed him good people in hardship
And he understood, and felt a pain in his chest
For he knew that it was there he had them kept
Then came ghost of Christmas Yet To Come
And showed him the mark he would leave on this world
And he loathed the man he had become
And prayed it was not too late
In Scrooge’s bed woke a different man
Who thought the day to be merry
He spread the gift of Christmas every day
And Ebenzeer Scrooge died a happy man
Story by Samuel Vincent Cheng
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