Christmas
Christmas
A real Merry Christmas is a time
Not for an unfettered pastime
Or, for fowls to take stock of brood
To see which turned into food
Nor time tummies to be braced
By flow food not to be disgraced....
It’s a time when more you give
And less you expect to receive
A time you must be led by love
Not a time to punish the stove
With endless cooking of treat
Or to attempt some daring feat!
JM
25th December 2013
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