I would walk to the mall feeling tall and ornery,
and Santa would see me stroll in and would know
that my only dreams were those heavy eyebrows,
that slick black hair, and the voice of Sean Connery.
But I grew, and Bond became just a dumb show;
His stunts against the entire Star Trek galaxy? Not likely.
So when white-haired Jean-Luc took his chair, I grieved
and finally let Connery go, and ever since then,
my friend, it’s been
let it snow, make it so, let it snow.
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