A cynical christmas poem by Elaine Hamlet.

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God I hate Christmas

with all it’s good cheer

I hearing people laughin’

but I shed a tear

Folks they just love ya’

one day of the year

The rest of the time

they wouldn’t come near ya’

They send you a card

full of love and best wishes

Then in the New Year

they run off with ya’ misses

They’re stuffin’ their gobs

as fast as they can

Bugger them starving,

in Afghanistan

Then Santa Clause comes

with a full sack

A new doll for Betty

a bike for our Jack

‘Eat, drink and be merry

tomorrow we die’

Forget about Jesus

‘let sleeping dogs lie’

You think I’m a cynic

a miserable bastard

Come Christmas day

I just wanta get plastered.