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Mistletoe with berries red, chestnuts roasting, kids in bed.
Glass of eggnog,cheeky kiss, how I live for times like this!
Wrapping done, and stockings filled, brandy warmed
and champagne chilled. Baking done, put up our
feet, and sip the drips from lips so sweet x
Turkey thawed, ready to roast. Cards
all sent by last nights post. Treats
left out for old St Nick,
but maybe add a carrot,
quick! Snowman built,
and robins fed. So now
hush my love, it's time
for bed. Midnight
bells, and wicked
grin, as one last
glass of port and gin.
Maybe, dear, before they rise
you could unwrap just one surprise?
If you can't find it 'neath the tree, then maybe,
baby, your gift's ME! So Merry Christmas, all
my friends, as with a bang
this poem now
ends
x
To Mr D.Embers, for the mantlepiece of you & yours ***
Merry Christmas, dear friend :)
may all your wishes come true x
I thought your poem would look good this way,
I hope you like it ..