by Jem Croucher


First day of the holidays
And I’m going back to work
‘What!” I hear your cry, dismayed
You must think I’m a berk

But all is well I’ll have you know
Just going to same station
Then heading off the other way
For some browsing and libation

Browsing books this morning
And then this afternoon
To Mum’s for chat and coffee
And some Christmas wishes true

One last present then to purchase
As I haven’t found the time
But an absolute necessity
For what I have in mind

Then time in Old Star Ale House
With some good friends of mine
A perfect end to perfect day
So close to Christmas time


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