Rafacarols ...

"Deck the halls with boughs of holly ... tra-la-la-la-laaa-la-la-la-laaa ... "

We're fast coming towards the Festive Season, and how better to get in the mood than a few carols ... Rafa ones, of course ... ;-) These are a few that we penned for the thread today ... and what a laugh we had whilst doing them.

Dashing round the clay
In a most exciting way
O'er Europe we go
Winning all the way
Teeth on trophies bite
Making spirits bright
Oh what fun it is to sing
A Rafa song tonight

Oh golden slam, golden slam
Champion USA
Oh, what fun it is was to see
Rafa filled with glee
Oh, Wimbledon, Wimbledon
Champion all the way
And the French he had to win
A clean sweep on the clay

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On the twelth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me ..

Twelve cutesie pom poms
Eleven cries of "Vamos!!"
Ten shots tequila
Nine slammmms so fa-arrr,
Eight balls a-bouncing
Seven seconds over-run …
Six water bottles …

Fiiiiiiiiiiiive French Opennnnnnnnnns!!!!!

Fourrr pant tugs, 3 slam wins, twooooo fist pumps ...

and a Raaaaaaaaaaa-faaaaaaaaaaaaaa in aaaa pearrrrrr treeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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A boy from Spain, are you listening,
On the court, muscles glistening
A beautiful sight,
We're happy tonight.
Walking in a Rafa wonderland.

Gone away is the Swiss GOAT,
Here to stay is a new GOAT,
He sings a love song,
As we go along,
Walking in a Rafa wonderland.

On the court he let him win the O2
To pretend that he has got a chance,
He’ll say: I am Rafa!
We’ll say: Vamos!!
And you can do the job
In Melbourne town …

Later on, we'll conspire,
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid,
The matches he will play,
Walking in a Rafa wonderland.

Walkinggg in a Rafaaaaaa Wonderrrrrlannnnnnnnnnnd !!

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and finally from Rafan ...

Away in Mallorca
A baby was born
A little son, Rafa
A new era had dawned

The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where he lay
The little boy Rafa
The new king of clay

The Swiss cows are lowing
And Roger awakes
But Rafa still beats him
And crying He makes

We love you, sweet Rafa
Our golden slam champ
And come back to see us
At Wimbers we'll camp

Be near us, dear Rafa,
We ask you to stay
In Europe forever
On occasion, USA

So have a good Christmas
From your Rafateers
And take us to heaven
For many more years

Hope you enjoyed them ... tehee ...