A wee run fir Chrimbo… cheers.
Well the baha! humbugs snapping at my
Ar tistic parts don’t watch the news
No more… don’t want to know!
How many…. or what’s the friggin score
Beggars bowl was only half fool?
The people in the street
Kicking stones
Chilling to the bones
Eyes that could kill… or maybe thrill
Shooting stars handle bars
Drinking out of jam jars
Fire on the go
Take the bread make some toast
Milk bottle filled with tea
Have a laugh bust a gut
I’ll tell the best tall tale
I remember the Cowboy suit
How we laughed back then
Rhinestone up his nose
He snorted in stead of blow
Ho ho what a show
5 Mins before you where
The red headed Indian Princess
Jewel on your nose curtain Sari
How did he get it up his Nose
Funny now back then 50 years ago
Out in the sticks it was a real cats after me
That was then look at me now…
I been Santa Clause that long I’m starting to
Look like him ho ho ho
Yes this year dinners at mine minamum 12
Still a few maybies but I guess someones
Got to have a cause hmm sanity clause.
Merry Xmas.
Merry Christmas Matt 
Hope you all have fun at dinner.
merry christmas
Happy belated Christmas Matt! Hope Santa was good to you, when you weren’t being – him! Happy New Year (at least I got in on that one early).
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