Grandma got run over by a reindeer

Walking home from our house Christmas eve.

You can say there's no such thing as Santa,

But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.

She'd been drinking too much egg nog,

And we'd begged her not to go.

But she forgot her medication,

And she staggered through the door into the snow.

When they found her Christmas morning,

At the scene of the attack.

She had hoof prints on her forehead,

And incriminating Claus marks on her back.