Narrator: "It's Christmas Eve, and Larry is anxiously awaiting the arrival of Santa Claus with a plate of cookies"
Larry: "Oh, Santa! I can't wait for you to come, I just can't wait for you to come, and I've got cookies! Three yummy cookies! Just for you for when you come, oh me, for you for when you come because it's Christmas!"
[Knock-knock-knock]
Larry: "Could that be Santa? Could that be him? Could it be the one who brings presents for a cucumber like me, a good cucumber like me?"
Narrator: "Larry is surprised to be greeted not by Santa, but crafty bankrobber!"
Larry: "Who are you?"
Bankrobber: "I'm a bankrobber! And I've come to rob your bank, oh yes! I've come to rob your bank, and I've come to take your dimes and swipe your nickels So stand back, step aside you silly pickle! And let me in!"
Narrator: "Although frightened by the intruder, in the spirit of Christmas Larry makes an offering"
Larry: "I'm not a banker I have no bank my robbing friend, but I have cookies--three yummy cookies And I don't have nickels, but please take this my robbing friend Eat one of these my robbing friend They are for Santa, but you may have one"
Narrator: "The bankrobber is truly touched by Larry's good will But Larry, although momentarily distracted, is still excited about seeing Santa"
Larry: "Oh, Santa! I can't wait for you to come, I just can't wait for you to come, and I've got cookies! Two yummy cookies! Just for you for when you come, oh me, for you for when you come because it's Christmas!"
Bankrobber: (Simultaneously) "I'm a robber! I came to rob your bank, oh yes! I came to rob your bank you shared a cookie--a yummy cookie Though I'd love to take your dimes, perhaps another time--because it's Christmas!"
[Knock, knock, knock]
Larry: "Could that be Santa? Could that be him? Could it be the one who brings presents for a cucumber like me, a good cucumber like me?" Narrator: "Once again, it is not Santa who has come to Larry's door, but this time a savage Norseman"
Larry: "Who are you?"
Viking: "I'm a viking! And I've come to take your land, oh yes! I've come to take your land, and I've come to burn your crops and steal your horses And I've come to step on your chickens! And soil your quilts!"
Narrator: "Although frightened by the intruder, in the spirit of Christmas Larry makes an offering"
Larry: "I don't have land I don't have crops, my viking friend, but I have cookies--two yummy cookies And I don't have horses, but please take this my viking friend Eat one of these my viking friend They are for Santa, but you may have one"
Narrator: "The viking is also touched by Larry's good will But Larry's thoughts are still with Santa"
Larry: "Oh, Santa! I can't wait for you to come, I just can't wait for you to come, I've got a cookie! A yummy cookie! Just for you for when you come, oh me, for you for when you come because it's Christmas!"
Viking: (Simultaneously) "I'm a viking! I came to take your land, oh yes! I came to take your land you shared a cookie--a yummy cookie Though I'd love to soil your quilts, I don't think that I wilt because it's Christmas!"
[Knock-knock-knock]
Larry: "Could that be Santa? Could that be him? Could it be the one who brings presents for a cucumber like me, a good cucumber like me?"
Narrator: "Larry is greeted now by an agent of the Internal Revenue Service"