Xmas ...again

   

I’m wading through the crap of crimble  
parading my phony smile  
the mince pies taste like plastic  
polluting my inner child  
 
While Santa’s abusing his reindeer  
faking snow upon the hills  
the malls are filled with zombies  
maxing their credit card bills  
 
And once again stressed families  
panic to share a meal  
Thank God it’s not that often  
the pudding and goose ordeal  
 
So as our belts begin to tighten  
and we’re stuffed with Xmas cheer  
would it not be so much nicer  
to have it every other year?