Dear readers, it’s hard to believe that Christmas has rolled round again ending what can only be described as another pretty shit year.
Wait,
is that carol singers I hear in the distance?
What’s that they’re singing? Ah,
it’s 2021’s newest Christmas carol which goes something like this:
While shepherds washed their socks by night,
No heating from the ground,
The
angel’s car had broken down,
No
charger to be found.
Fear
not said he/she/it for mighty dread
Had
seized their smartphone addled minds
Just
how to pay their energy bills
Had
put them in a bind.
Go
you to Boris’s town this day
Reached
by the HS2 line (except Leeds)
White
elephant of social care
Paid
by increased N.I.
The
heavenly babe you there shall find,
All
fake nose and fake tits
Its
gender has been re-assigned
Tax
payer funded bits
Thus
spoke the sheriff and forthwith
Appeared
a blue clad throng
To
shove protesters off the road,
Keep
traffic moving on
Oh
glory be for cod and chips
As
turkey’s so old hat
Here’s
to enormous credit card bills
From
buying loads of tat
Merry
Christmas everyone!
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