Happy New Year.
which has been fact-checked
and found to be true.

Windy?
yes
but it's not me
outside there's a gale blowing
which could bring snow in,

I'm working
yes!
once again it falls on me
to keep the economy
going.

Wishing for all of you
that which was fact-checked
and found to be true.

Blue
is not the only colour that you can feel.

I have knelt at the banks
only to kneel with no thanks
when a mortgage is what I must pay.

The new year is upon me
and I am still here,
aw Jezuuus
did you not hear my prayer.

It's on a day like this
when we look back on the year and
wonder what will we miss?
strikes?
tax hikes?
have you been deflated by inflation?
you may be entitled to compensation,
but
we will miss those relatives and friends who
have passed
and for them, we should say a prayer.

Care, after all
is part of the package
a part of the Christmas message.

It could be thought that the things we were taught were all true,
but you and I know that all teachers on occasion lie.
I do not count Jesus as part of the equation
the creation is a fact,
well, maybe not in seven days,
but
there are many ways to educate
state-funded being the least likely.

When you're grabbing at straws
did you ever stop to think of the camel?

We get by
some get drunk
some get high
I get frustrated.

Silent Night?
never in Stratford
not with cop cars wailing
sailing through red traffic lights
no flamin' silent nights here.

there's a different kind of quietness
in being homeless,
where words
are frosted on cold lips,
where your tongue
slips into hibernation, where
only the mind screams out
and where even dreams are dumb,

numb to it?
you shouldn't be.

It seems that after you've done your training in the army
they give you a passing-out parade,
no one gives me a parade when I pass out,
seems a tad unfair to me.

We have loved some and lost some
and this year's been a long one
and if you need this
here's a kiss
to remind you that I survived,

buzzin' about like a blue-arsed fly
and doing so only to try not to die
or it might be the pills that the Doc'
is so keen on,
him thinking it's something else
that the old will get hooked on,

I dunno
never will,
She says to me
take a pill
and the year ends
as years tend to do.

Credit cards barcode the body
social media overloads the mind
we've been signed in,
we're being bought out
and brought to our knees
by the government's policies.

But I feel sure that twenty-twenty-five
will be a great time in which to be alive.