Every year it comes around, this season of goodwill,
When visitors we truly loathe, come round and drink their fill.
Relatives we haven't seen, since nineteen fifty four,
Discover where we're living, and come knocking at the door.
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Were you looking at me this past few days lol. It's funny coz it's true : ^) Hope you had a lovely Christmas!
Kissing total strangers, in an Alcoholic glow - - - this line reminds me of how Jim Morrison wrote, and he's one of my all-time favorites. you have some good ideas Owain! ! I really enjoyed this poem, a very accurate, but thankfully also comic, portrayal of families at christmas.