On this the month of Christmas,
I do say to ye,
Put on those fuzzy hats,
Sit down and relax,
With the fire and a cup of tea.
For it’s the month of Christmas,
With holly, mistletoe and yuletide tree,
As we sing with a cheer,
What a jolly good year!
And dream of another to be.
Enjoy your Christmas,
It comes once a year,
But spare a thought,
For those who have nought,
And remember Christmas is very very near!
Comments about this poem (Merry Christmas by Brian Caffrey )
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