Oh fellow bards where are you ?
It's lonely sat in here
Waiting for someone to pop in
And see their name appear.
I'm running out of stuff to say
My brain it has run dry
I just can't think of what to say
No matter how I try.
Oh well, the sun's come out to play
I'll head off to the shops
A bit of retail therapy
Maybe shop until I drop.
It's time I bought some pressies
For that 'Bah Humbug' time of year
That everybody likes 'cept me
I can't get filled with cheer.
Christmas means such vast expense
The meaning -it's all gone
And somehow spending loads of dosh
Seems oh so very wrong.
Oh how I wish the clock turned back
Just for the festive season
Bring back the Christmas sparkle
Rid this spending beyond reason.
Ho hum, I'll put up decorations
Order in some beer
Spend far more that I ought and
Dread the Bank Statement in New Year !
Written by Petal
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