One: needles falling from a pine tree.
Two turkey twizzlers.
Three rain-drenched dreary reindeer.
Four ridiculous round robins.
Five broken bulbs.
Six slushy, stifling soaps.
Seven solid, Stollen slices.
Eight egregious elves.
Nine noxious noggins.
Ten tedious, time-wasting films.
Eleventh-hour Christmas Eve shopping.
Twelve o’clock, New Year’s Eve,
Alone and nowhere to go.
Happy Humbug.
Biscuit: Fox's Chocolatey Caramels
Biscuit: Fox's Chocolatey Caramels
Taste test: 9 out of 10
Cost: Gift from Olly, he couldn't resist them.
Cost: Gift from Olly, he couldn't resist them.
You need to transfer from biscuits to mince pies to get in the festive spirit you miserable lot.
ReplyDeleteNot buying the austere exterior for a minute; you've included some of the best bits of Christmas and I suspect you know it! Another great poem guys xx
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