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Mum's Christmas Dinner

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Mum's Christmas Dinner

She stays awake for hours, cutting Xs in the sprouts,
Then peels all the tatties, a ton or thereabouts,
Slicing and dicing parsnips is next up in the plan,
Chops up carrots and a swede, and put them in a pan,
Mixes up her sage and onion and stuffs it in the bird,
Along with some pork sausage meat that’s been pre-prepared,
She takes apart the oven, to fit the turkey in,
Hangs it up with bits of string, there’s no room in the tin,
Wraps sausages in bacon, in case they catch a chill,
But makes sure they‘re all cooked thoroughly, so the family won’t get ill,
Cooks the bird for hours, while the table’s being laid,
With all the finest crockery (and some of lower grade),
Makes space around the table, brings in extra chairs,
Adorns the place with candles and other Christmas wares,
Lays out a Christmas cracker in everybody’s place,
Complete with rather tacky joke, no doubt of a straight face,
And brings out all the condiments, the pickles and the sauce,
The salt and pepper, the mustard and radish known as “horse”,
Next she makes the starter, the simplest course by far,
A cocktail made up of prawns and a sauce out of a jar.
The family then all piles in, and argues over seats,
The children are already full of chocolates and treats,
Grandmother is mumbling, “Kids should be seen not heard”,
Meanwhile back in the kitchen Mum’s wrestling with the bird,
She tries to carve up slices, but ends up with turkey chunks,
While Dad and Gramps have become a pair of Christmas drunks,
They start an argument about which wine goes with the meat,
And restless children run around, not staying in their seat,
Mother tries to keep her calm and bravely soldiers on,
But the roasties are all blackened and the sprouts are over done,
Mum enters the dining room looking very puffed,
She throws the turkey down and shouts ,“There you go! Get stuffed!”


18th November 2012

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  1. Date: 12/24/2012 5:22:00 PM
    Congrats on your winning work..Sara

  1. Date: 12/24/2012 5:19:00 AM
    Good morning, Sharon ,, A nice warm congratulations for the very nice win in Francine's "Christmas Dinner with Humor" Wishing you the best holidays to come. Merry Christmas and a happy new year. Love~LINDA

  1. Date: 12/23/2012 5:35:00 PM
    I love this witty poem of yours. A very well deserved big win. were "........,so the family won't get ill" and "...........,"There you go! Get stuffed" On the last line you can actually feel the stress. Great poem.

  1. Date: 12/22/2012 5:20:00 AM
    Congrats Sharon for your wonderful wind. Best Wishes for the holidays to you and your family. Connie

  1. Date: 12/21/2012 6:07:00 PM
    Hiya Sharon!! Impressive rhymin' story of your mum's wonderful Christmas meal!! Congrats! gwendolen

  1. Date: 12/21/2012 4:50:00 PM
    sharon, you did a great job of telling this detailed story in rhyme. A very thorough write and much enjoyed,Congrats on your win.

  1. Date: 12/21/2012 3:34:00 PM
    A rollicking Christmas tale, Sharon! (although it's made me rather hungry) Congratulations and Happy Holidays to you and yours - Tim

  1. Date: 12/21/2012 2:46:00 PM
    Great job Sharon congrats on your win!

  1. Date: 12/21/2012 10:35:00 AM
    Big congratulations Sharon love a superb win love xx

  1. Date: 12/21/2012 10:30:00 AM
    Congrats Sharon on your winning. Well deserved first place. Cheers!

  1. Date: 12/21/2012 1:21:00 AM
    Lost in translation: "Get stuffed" means "Eat your fill". "Feeling stuffed" means that you feel that you have eaten too much..... Congratulations on your 1st place win, Sharon. It took me on a trip down memory lane. I often heard: "Tuck in!" Love, Su

  1. Date: 12/20/2012 7:21:00 PM
    This is very funny. Well worthy of your wonderful no. 1 spot. Love, Joyce

  1. Date: 12/20/2012 6:59:00 PM
    Way to go Sharon, excellent work.

  1. Date: 12/20/2012 6:20:00 PM
    congrats on your first place win, the last line made me laugh out loud, this was a fantastic entry

  1. Date: 11/21/2012 3:52:00 PM
    Sharon I was just on my contest page and your entry is no longer there, did you remove it,? please put it back, I really really liked this entry

    Smith Avatar Sharon Smith
    Date: 11/22/2012 1:36:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Sorry, don't know what happened. Should be back now.
  1. Date: 11/18/2012 6:31:00 PM
    oh how funny that last line is. I LOVE it. Get stuffed. Yep, we all stuff our faces that day!!!

  1. Date: 11/18/2012 12:31:00 PM
    For my friends in the US, a swede is a rutabaga, although for some reason, back in Liverpool once it's mashed with carrots we call it carrot and turnip, unless you're my fiance's brother, in which case it's two coloured carrots!

    Smith Avatar Sharon Smith
    Date: 11/18/2012 12:36:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Oh, and tatties are potatoes.
  1. Date: 11/18/2012 11:34:00 AM
    Wow Sharon ,looks like you've been to a few chirstmas dinners .Had to look up swede ,then I saw you are from England,hadn't come across it before.So many true lines here from a lot of family dinners. Love it Anne

  1. Date: 11/18/2012 11:20:00 AM
    soup mail Sharon