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December 2024 Collage Poem: Play the Odds

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What happens if Terry the giant does

not touch wood what would Sally say…

but still he drinks his ever so nice tea.

 

What would happen if Father Christmas didn’t

stop drinking Jack Daniels throughout the rest

of the year?

 

Drunken Santa is crashing through the snow

You’re all on the naughty list

 

Pensioners too cold to take a stand

munch a million bags of Monster Munch

while a child sleeps peacefully.

 

Unlucky gifts from unreal Santas;

unfortunate poultry the stars of the show.

To sail us all into a storm of our own making

Best not to know, leave innocence in peace

 

I’m going to get the tram or beeline to the

Hive, to tell them my good news, Honey,

I’m buzzin’.

 

Whatever happened to Nasty Jack?

 

Trump shouts “Fake Santa”, as Santa

is shown coming into court, charged with

patent breaches on all the toys he made.

 

Promises like dust in the wind subside.

 

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Nigel Astell

Wed 18th Dec 2024 14:29

Disorder of The Mince Pies

Pastry squeezed
Currants gobbled
Crumpling mouthful
Thrusting sweets
Unwrapping Christmas
Sociable munching
Serious sucking
Sensuous boozers
Plastic refills
Red wine
Shaken but
Not stirred
Collage poem
Sprinted onwards
Finished just
On time
To say
Goodbye 2024.

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Fri 13th Dec 2024 10:06

“Fake Santa”, or "Fek Santa" as Father Jack would say!😡

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