Presents For Robert Lacy

Each of you have such unique personalities that I had a difficult time choosing a Christmas gift suitable for everyone.  But after considerable thought, I realized that in spite of your differences, you all share one single, common thread:  You're tough, hard-driven, "take-no-prisoners" bush pilots who say what's on your mind...Much like Merv The Perv.

You better come out, You better not cry. 

You better not pout, I'm telling you why. 

Santa Claus is wearing a gown. 

 

He's making the switch, He's leaving his wife, 

He's gonna come out, to start a new life. 

Santa Claus is wearing a gown. 

 

A secret he's been keeping, 

It's made him awful tense. 

He knows it will be better now, 

When he comes down off that fence. 

 

So you better come out, You better not cry. 

You better not pout, I'm telling you why. 

Santa Claus is wearing a gown.

Dinosaurs came and went, as did bell-bottom slacks and narrow ties, and certain elements of our scientific community believe the female species among us will one day become extinct, as well.  With that possibility in mind, I  searched for something that would provide my pal Bob with an enduring supply of love and companionship long after "the little woman" has gone the way of Dino the Dino.