1024 Christmas Visitor - Poem by John Knight
Shaped Poems are popular in the UK an often at Christmas we write conical ones to resemble Christmas Trees. PH won't allow me to centre so you will have to turn your screen through 180 degrees - anticlockwise - to get the effect! ENJOY.
Down our chimney
Fortunately fire was out
Gosh - Was it Father Christmas?
I can't recollect - however possibly was
Him or Her - Mother Christmas? Who else?
In days of equal opportunities - Nothing is Sacred
Mother Christmas well well well - perhaps I
Should remain awake - to welcome her
She might need some assistance
With the sleigh and reindeer?
Daddy and Sandra Claus
Who'd have thought
(John Knight - Frosty Colchester - 28 December 2009)
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