Bah Humbug

Bah Humbug Christmas comes but once a year, With that I am in tune But what makes me shake in fear Are the cards in store arriving, during the month of June! Trying to find a birthday or any general card Can leave one feeling stressed and tense For it makes choosing one very hard Unless one needs, gold, myrrh or frankincense! It gets much worse in November when shopping we do go For the carols ring out, causing me, much audible dismay I feel as if I am attending some mad rave up or a disco No longer looking for a shop girls help but a for weird D-jay! Let’s not speak of Sainsbury’s or the very well known Tesco, For they are the blinking kings at creating mass confusion; By re-arranging all the shelves, as further shopping I do go I cannot find the normal goods, adding to my Xmas disillusion! Throughout December’s month crass commercialism we do see, Expensive toys for kids, perfumes, foodstuffs for all too eat, Out from the haunted fish tank in the corner, the 50 inch TV I’d smash the wretched thing but I would miss Coronation Street. I would also miss, sitting, quietly crying about our Queen, No, not my lovely neighbour, known as gay Maurice But the well known one seen on our huge TV screen Married to some bloke from Greece! Well folks that’s my Bah Humbug, for yet another year I’ve yelled my lungs out, fumed and foamed, apologies for my outburst But I suspect my anger and frustration will return in 12 months time I fear And bet your life I will be a whole lot more rehearsed! Copyright Gabe Majoss December 2015