In December 2009 I sat on Santa's knee,
And I asked for a leopard as well as two lions in a tree.
I assured him that I'd been a very good girl,
It would be a fine way to end a year that flew by in a whirl.
Christmas eve he delivered a tree with two lions lounging within,
What a magical way for Christmas to begin.
Now Santa for the leopard, it's a simple request,
For Christmas in Ishasha you should bring out the best.
But Santa's got a dark side, he likes to have a bit of fun,
So he sent us six hours stuck in a bog in the sun.
We were covered in mud, hungry, thirsty and tired,
This was a pretty strange Christmas, I could have broken down and cried.
Then suddenly in the distance there was a cat in a tree,
Stop! Back up! There's a lion up there, cried Nathalie.
But no lion exists with such a curl in his tail,
This was a Christmas leopard, I knew Santa wouldn't fail.
The next thirty minutes were spent in the leopard's company,
It was a magical Christmas for the wild and the free.
So thank you to Santa and every large predatory cat,
I'd like a cheetah in 2010 if you can arrange that
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