Sunday, 8 January 2012

Over Xmas

Gone are the mince pies Locked is the stollen Wrappings are binned Presents now worn Decorations are packed The tree packed or thrown Xmas has gone The new year now growing Bring on the new times In memory the old Never look back To the bad times of old. Rejoice in the future Whatever it brings There may be disruption But also time to sing

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