The Poet Of Christmas Future
By Andy Sutton
It's Christmas twenty-thirty-four
We can't afford the heating
Simon Cowell, prime minister
Just gave his TV greeting
We can't play Slade,
or Elton John
No Chris de Burgh, nor Bing
They all got cancelled by the throng
No classics left to sing
No gifts to buy in
decked out shops
We order gifts online
You can’t use precious paper wrap
Or you may get a fine
But still we meet
at grandma’s home
We eat, we hug, we joke
And uncle tells his raucous tales
When he’s had rum and coke
The kids are well
excited too
‘Cause Santa’s on his way
And there’s “The Snowman” on TV
It’s great is Christmas Day
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