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Here's an appropriate little ditty I've heard sung to The Beatles' "Yesterday":
Leprosy,
All my skin is falling off of me --
I'm not half the man I used to be,
Oh, Leprosy, is eating me...
Kiss me quick
Before I lose my upper lip,
I don't even have a nose to pick
Since I contracted leprosy...
Sorry, not a very festive holiday tune. *shrugs*
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision.
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