I gotta hear the Christmas song that comes from this one! 
Not a best effort. That's what happens when working within a deadline (or don't have any beer). But here goes. Fair warning, it's a sad and scary story:
Grandma got runned over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
Poolboy rushed right to check up on her
And he got smashed flat by a Harley big rig.
Poolboy, usually out there telling stories,
HD gossip and those wild stories.
But he’d left out this time to help Grandma,
Smashed flat extended relative of Willie G.
When they found Grandma Christmas mornin',
At the scene of the attack,
Some folks thought she might survive,
But factory said no warran-tee and send her back.
R: Poolboy got smushed flat by Harley's big rig,
Checking on dead Grandma on Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
Gotta wonder about the poolboy conspira-cee
Now we're all so proud of Mrs Poolboy,
She’s been takin' this so well.
Even after Poolboy moaned in his hat,
She was told that they all sound like that..
It's not Christmas without Poolboy,
Family all dressed in orange and black.
But we all just can't help but wonder:
If poolboy stories are just what got him smacked?
R: Poolboy got smushed flat by Harley's big rig,
Checking on dead Grandma on Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
Gotta wonder about the poolboy conspira-cee.
Before smushing Poolboy’s bike was on the table,
Hoping for love from ESP.
Agent asked what’s in the ECM cradle
And Poolboy’s wallet was drained like sieve.
I've warned all my friends and neighbors.
Better watch out for yourselves.
Don’t tell stories about Willie
Or whine to him about the ESP.
Cause you know that soo-o-ner or later
Harley might just send a big big rig.
R: Poolboy got smushed flat by Harley's big rig,
Checking on dead Grandma on Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
Gotta wonder about the poolboy conspira-cee.