Maybe that's just my house

A few days ago I was humming along to "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year". Here, for your perusal, are the lyrics:

It's the most wonderful time of the year
(Most wonderful time)
With the kids jingle-belling
And everyone telling you
Be of good cheer
It's the most wonderful time of the year
(Wonderful time)

It's the hap-happiest season of all (wonderful time)
With those holiday greetings
And great happy meetings
When friends come to call
It's the hap-happiest season of all

There'll be parties for hosting
Marshmallows for roasting
And caroling out in the snow (out in the snow)
There'll be scary ghost stories
And tales of the glories
Of Christmases long, long ago

It's the most wonderful time of the year
There be much mistletoe-ing
And hearts will be glowing
When loved ones are near
It's the most wonderful time of the year, ooh ah



Now, might I direct you to the 3rd stanza. My question is this: Who the fuck tells scary ghost stories at Christmas? In 28 Christmases, I have never heard anyone say "Well, now that the gifts are open, who wants to hear the story about the serial killer with the hook!" But, again, maybe that's just my house that we have a non-ghost story Christmas. Could he just not find anything else to rhyme with glories? Or are these Christmas ghost stories something I have been sheltered from?