362 shopping days to christmas
A merry poxy christmasand a crappy new year to boot.
two whole days of getting pissed
and spunkin' all me loot.
More stuffed than the turkey
I've just put on half a stone.
A new year to look forward to
just paying back the loan.
I'm sick of meat and pickles
and the ham's not yet run out.
My gassey ass will feel relieved
at the last brussel sprout.
The telly's jank as usual
playing all the naff repeats.
The bastards know we'll watch this crap
to fat to leave our seats.
The queens speech, what a load of tosh
on podcast now I hear.
Surely this is why she's paid
A million pound a year.
So as your sitting bloated
wishing good will to all men.
In three hundred and sixty two days time
We'll do it all again.
Poetry by stevelee
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Written on 2006-12-28 at 14:25
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