Bleedin’ Xmas
Posted on Saturday 27th December 2008 11:33 pm
The bleedin’ relations are at the door
The bleedin’ wrapping paper’s
Strewn about the floor
The bleedin’ cat’s tactically restrained
In cling wrap
The bleedin’ dog’s drinking barrel cider
Coolin’ in the bog
The bleedin’ turkeys in the bin
The bleedin’ smoke detector’s
Makin a f***** din
The bleedin’ trees down on the floor
The bleedin’ baubles lie crushed
Beneath the door
The bleedin’ roasters have all turned black
The bleedin’ stuffin’s in the cat
The bleedin’ sprouts are desiccated
My f***** Xmas is dessimated



shoeless
Sun 16th Nov 2008 00:22
thankyou kindly for taking the time to think and then comment on my poem ,