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Christmas Passed

There’s Easter eggs upon the shelves I can’t believe my eyes The shops are floor to ceiling with Their leftover mince pies Why can’t we have a week or two Before the chocolate bunnies Share shopping carts with fluffy hearts For all our secret honeys And each year ever earlier These stores make no excuses When signs tell us to stand well back Once we’ve lit the fuses So tell me why this whole damned aisle Is full of pointy hats, And skeletons, and spooky cats And plastic vampire bats But long before my kids have frightened All the neighbours witless The mince pies will be back because It’s just nine months till Christmas.

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Rico Leffanta

Date: 1/12/2021 11:03:00 AM

You skipped all the Valentine paraphernalia in between the Cadbury's Easter eggs ...and the normal, "Where are they hiding the toilet paper today?" queries, but well done! Aloha! Rico

Terry Flood
Date: 1/12/2021 5:46:00 PM

Well there’s no pleasing some people. Some folk are happy to settle for a fluffy heart! Thanks Rico.

Gary Radice

Date: 1/12/2021 3:32:00 AM

Great poem that rings so true and the store supermarkets come to think of it. Love this type of rhyming poem. Right, I'm off to buy some Christmas cards at knocked down prices. :) Cheers - Gary

Terry Flood
Date: 1/12/2021 10:53:00 AM

Thanks Gary. I pretty well wrote this in my head just after I rang my other half from the supermarket for a conversation that went like this... Hi darling, guess what they’ve got loads of... What’s that?.. Bloody Easter eggs... You're kidding... Cheers Gary. Terry.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 1/12/2021 1:53:00 AM

Money money money, thats what its a about Terry. I havent seen any bbq stuff yet, get ready for summer, won't be long though. Hope your new year off to a good start. Tom

Tom Cunningham
Date: 1/12/2021 12:55:00 PM

Forgot to add, in a rich mans world lol

Terry Flood
Date: 1/12/2021 10:58:00 AM

For a minute there, I thought you’d turned into ABBA. I’m waiting for the garden centres to get their bedding plants in (late feb/early March) with the words or symbols ‘Not frost hardy’ on the label. Thanks Tom. Terry

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/11/2021 4:57:00 PM

Terry, I liked this jazzy poem a great deal. You have told it like it is! It is incredible how fast they throw out the next holiday or the next two holidays out onto their shelves!

Terry Flood
Date: 1/11/2021 5:34:00 PM

Thank you Caren. I like your expression, ‘throw out the next holiday’... you’re right, it’s like they’re throwing us a cookie. Hang on... I appear to be commenting on your comment... cest la vie... Terry