Happy All around the world,
My sad tale remains untold.
Carols are in the streets,
Mummies daddies having treats.
Believers all in the churches,
Enjoying untimely holy brunches.
Tiny CLAUSES and colourful ANGELS,
Painted elves and musical bangles.
The parishioners enjoying the toiling bells,
Drunken and doped planning hells.
Guardian angel focused in Mass,
Someone Imaging Wreath Grass.
The KING's birthday celebrated,
Peace, Harmony and Advent awaited.
By Danish Sarfraz
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