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. 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.
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