A Christmas Poem, by Wendy Cope
At Christmas little children sing and merry bells jingle,
The cold winter air makes our hands and faces tingle
And happy families go to church and cheerily they mingle
And the business is unbelievably dreadful, if you're bloody single.
I wanted to change the last line to 'if you are still in love with your ex' but it doesn't really scan!
Trying to stay afloat on a sea of medication. Living as best I can around my Cystic Fibrosis.
Monday, December 18, 2006
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3 comments:
Awww... why so sad? Nevermind ex. There's hope for anyone who looks as stunning as you in a corset.
Go on, have a merry Christmas.
cheeky's right. forget him! go on, jump someone. ^^
and have a very merry Christmas.
well at least some people appreciates me! I am not sad really, there are just too many of my family members in one place which equals one big row, and have no boyfriend bolthole to escape to!
Merry Christmas!
xxx
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