Adrian Henri’s Talking After Christmas Blues - Poem by Adrian Henri
Well I woke up this mornin' it was Christmas Day
And the birds were singing the night away
I saw my stocking lying on the chair
Looked right to the bottom but you weren't there
. .. . aftershave
but no you.
So I went downstairs and the dinner was fine
There was pudding and turkey and lots of wine
And I pulled those crackers with a laughing face
Till I saw there was no one in your place
nuts and raisins
. . . mashed potato
but no you.
Now it's New Year and it's Auld Lang Syne
And it's 1 2 o'clock and I'm feeling fine
Should Auld Acquaintance be Forgot?
I don't know girl, but it hurts a lot
vodka dry Martini (stirred
but not shaken)
.... and 12 New Year resolutions
all of them about you.
So it's all the best for the year ahead
As I stagger upstairs and into bed
Then I looked at the pillow by my side
. . .I tell you baby I almost cried
. . . . and Winter
all of them without you.
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