Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah

Hello Muddah, hello Faddah, I’m with Buddah, in Granada, We had Christmas, in the Isthmus, Where the misses for our kisses, Can't resist us. When my Buddah, wants asada, He will never ask the mister for Posada, If you order, enchilada, He will belly dance for you, And drink Horchata. In His pleasance, for the peasants, He will plead with Santa Claus for Christmas presents, Rub His belly, make three wishes, And you’ll never have to bathe, Or wash the dishes. If he’s hocking, Christmas stocking, He will dress like Santa Claus to do the talking, In the dharma, there’s no drama, Like there is with His best friend, The Smelly Llama. For a long list, of Christmas-free friends, Buddha likes to exercise by doing knee bends, If we gotta, and we oughta, Buddha meditates while dancing, The Lambada.