So scratchy I'm squirming
By the sound of your insescent itch
I lay irritated and feeling involved
With the insescent tickle on your torso
As if it were my own skin crawling
With an irritant I can't eradicate
But insist on trying
So still scratching Insescently
I struggle to scratch the itch of numbness
And lay listening to your insistence to persist
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Sat here feeling sorry for myself
Like a girl's got flu
Though I've had the jab
So this cannot be true
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Now the embers flake
Because I'm burnt at both ends
I lie looking for sympathy
And some kind of mend
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So pity me please
It hurts and it aches
My sinuses hate me
This flu is not fake
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Breathing deeply
Or sleeping slightly
Lazy as this room
So who knows?
If he is dreaming
Or his mind is steaming
On exhale

Once upon a Christmas Eve
When his work was nearly nigh
Santa had a tantrum
And threw his presents to the sky
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His reindeer started rioting
Unnerved from all the stress
And poor old Mrs Santa
Stood witness to the mess
​
"My love, please, what is happening?
Think clearly with your head
We've not got time to waste now
Kids wait you from their beds"
​
So Santa stopped and listened
He knew he hadn't time
"But dear, you see I'm starving
And I'm gasping for some wine"
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So simple was the problem
He'd soon be his fine self
They called for pie and beverage
From their ever trusting elf
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The elf he soon delivered
And even brought his friends
As word spread of presents fumbled
So they knew they'd need to mend

And thus commenced a workshop
To fix a trick and more
The elves they fixed the presents
To take the impact of the floor
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So thankful for the time save
Santa loaded up his sleigh
He hearded up the reindeer
They were fed then on their way
​
Now dashing through the darkness
On his journey through the sky
Santa soon delivered gifts
They were thrown from way up high
​
With the magic of the elves touch
They would land in their right place
Because thanks to Santas tantrum
This years Christmas was a race
​
So then parents starting rousing
Not knowing what to think
"Is it really raining presents
Or did we have too much to drink?"

The children sleeping soundly
Heard the presents on their way
So they woke up with excitement
"Yipee, it's Christmas Day!"
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Luckily for Santa
It all worked out to be fine
But Mrs Santa knew for next year
To keep him topped up with some wine!

I saved a little bit of Christmas
The best bit
The nice cosy warm bit
I kept it up my sleeve
And caressed it so it stayed
Then I took it home and cooked it
Cooked it in a pie
A really tasty pie
With currants all soaked in romance
Held in a strong hug of gold
And glazed with excitement
Then my pie needed spicing
Just lightly
For Christmas is spice enough
Dusty spiced affection
And a pinch of honesty
Sprinkled on as snow
That's how I made it
My Christmas pie
It just needs some patience
To warm all hot and crispy
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Then would you like a piece?

Little by little we thought we’d wait
But you’d sooner a grand entrance to make
Even before Mummy took maternity break
Yes you came little
It gave Daddy the shakes!
So little man
You’re already here
So everything’s smaller
Your toes to your ears
Your little legs kick
And your little lungs we hear
Little but perfect
And one thing is clear
Your love is not little
Oh no It’s not!
There’s many of us love you
And we love a lot!

Fluffy for what you are we wait
And we’ll wait for you need not come with haste
Now but a bump to hide mummy’s toes
Yet you’re more than that Fluffy
Inside much more of you grows
A whole little person
Little boy or a girl
That we don’t really need to know
So long as you’re safe and sound
And Mummy’s face still glows
We trust you Fluffy
You’ll come with hands, feet and toes
It’ll all just be smaller
From your knees to your nose
Little learnt lungs and happy heart we hope
We’re sure when you come it’ll all be just so
You’ve had the time to get it right it right
As this started some nine months ago
So we’ve waited until you push and kick
And now you can begin your fight
Because little Fluffy the time has come
In fact it’s late Mummy feels your hics
But now you’re here oh so quick
So hello there little man
Welcome to the world
You’ve joined us in our land
And came perfect-
Face, feets and hands
So hello little man
Our little Magnus
You’re Fluffy no more