At our House..

At our House..

A Poem by Onlyme

The traditions of this time of year
to get drunk, as a skunk
And falling about all over the place.

Telling terrible jokes.
And watch your mates
make a fool of themselves
in the local pubs and clubs.

And the infamous house parties at home.
With the great tales of 
sexual encounters had by
all at that par...ty.

Beds a banging, 
someone sick in the loo.
Two guys fighting at the front door.
Over some girl. They both fancy 
and want to date.

Mum complaining she is fed up with
Christmas and all the cooking
already. 

Gran is tipsy on the sherry already.
And Dad is watching Christmas Television
with a few cans of beer.

And a brother is talking ten-to-dozen about
what he hopes Santa Claus will bring him
as a gift this year for Christmas Day.

The neighbour is at the door. 
Wishing all a Merry Christmas. 
As she hands in a Christmas Card.

As our older sister.
 Leaves for her date
with her man. 

To some show 
of "dancing on ice"
uptown.

Shouting bye all
catch you later.

© 2018 Onlyme


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Added on December 22, 2018
Last Updated on December 22, 2018
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Onlyme
Onlyme

United Kingdom



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A Poem by Onlyme