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Christmas Past.

Christmas Past.

Christmas Past.
Lee.

Smoked salmon blinis, prawn cocktail for starters,
For many it’s a myth that home’s where the heart is.
Whiskey for dinner, brandy for tea,
Unwrapped are the presents beneath the tree.
Return to bed, dive under covers,
To dream of faces belonging to lovers.
Awake at midnight, watch the tv,
Unwrap the presents beneath the tree?
Homes warm and full, churches cold and bare,
Colder still are the homeless though nobody cares.
Turkey sandwiches f’supper with a gallon of gin,
With a little less greed we’d be closer to thin.
Kids are sleeping, bored of their toys,
The bells have stopped ringing, I miss the noise.
Silent night, holy night,
Turn-off the tv, switch-off the light.
Fight the dread, embrace the sleep,
God, if I don’t wake in the morning, my soul you keep.

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