Well it's here
Once again It's that time of year
When we're all supposed to
Be full of cheer
But to me!
It's all still Bah Humbug
Nin's done her best
To change my mind
And I've done mine
To make our home
Full of festive shine
But to me it still feels like Bah Humbug
It irks me
Right down to my root
Cos it all starts september
So by the time it's heritage all feels so moot
I just want to give it the boot
So it really feels like Bah Humbug
Plus January sales in November
Easter Eggs in December
And as for holiday sales
I just give up
So you see it really is Bah Humbug
What happened to it being
All about the kids
And Jesus Christ being
Born in a crib ( manger)
And grand children throwing snowballs
In frozen Woolly Mitts
That's why I think it's all Bah Humbug
But Merry X-Mass
One and all
And a happy New Year
I hope will call
And I'll start the ball rolling
By just saying this
Here's wishing you well
For next year's easter
And also the fall (autumn)
See what I mean it's Bah Humbug
Have a good one everybody
Azaard D'Az
( Poet 'O' D' North)