Started
early in September
with
the summer on the wane
bought
mi Christmas puddin's cheaply
so I'm
ready once again
Written
every single card out
an'
dusted off the trimmin's
'ave
laid in quite a nut supply
collected
all the wimmins
presents,
such as silky fancies
Christmas
wrap - to wrap 'em with
perfume
fit to scent a hareem
an' I'm
now decidin' - dith-
cost
less than Uncle Perry's
Will
she grumble once more this time
"'Ee
doesn't drink sweet sherry"
Susan's
lad, is 'ee still courtin'?
Not
that blond with four young boys?
Well I
won't be buyin' for them
'Ee
won't get 'em any toys
Christmas
looms wi' empty stockin's
to
drain 'is empty coffers
Never
could stand spotty meanness
'Is
socks were Special Offers
An' our
Mabel - Will she notice
that
I'm givin' 'er the same
bubble
bath she gave me last year?
Well
its just a Christmas game (bit o' fun)
Don't
know why I bother really
Christmas
isn't like it was
but
I've wrapped the presents - nearly -
all
except mi' son's because
Should
it still be that Sale
jumper?
Will
'ee like the aftershave?
Well
the market stall 'ad plenty
though
'ee never quite forgave
last
year's present - soap - which stripped off
all 'is
skin to leave it red
Still
'ee's got to 'ave a present
Thank
god Uncle Albert's dead
'Ee was
such a one to buy for
Never
could get 'is gift right
Didn't
read and wouldn't 'elp me
so we
always used to fight
I'd buy
sweets - 'Ee wouldn't eat them
I'd buy
socks - They weren't 'is kind
Still,
the year I made the fruit cake
Uncle
Albert didn't mind
'Is box
was lined in baby blue
Looked
so peaceful lyin' there
Always
think of 'im at Christmas
Buried
'im before New Year
Now
there's only Sam - but really
I'm not
sure if 'ee'll buy back
Why
should I waste socks an' 'andkies
Dismal
bugger got the sack
No use
tryin' to 'ave Christmas
Misery there,
destroys the feel
'Is
long face destroys the meal
Only
wears the paper 'eadgear
so 'ee gets
'is money's worth
Criticises
all the children
Fills
the 'owse wi' Christmas mirth (proper little sunshine)
'Ates
the Queen an' mocks 'er speeches
Cracks
'is nuts an' spreads the shell
Comes
back plastered Christmas lunchtime
......................Likes
my fruitcake
................................................ - just as well
13.12.95.bk20/47
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