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Waes-Hael the New Year Eve!

A drink or two, around our streets,      
hailing jolly greets to folk we'd meet,      
knocking on doors and sup from cups      
the hot Lamb's Wool they offered us      
giving no thought to snow or sleet.      
       
We thought of self as king or queen        
and copped or gave a kiss as treat,      
and never thought that was enough        
this drink or two...      
       
On new-years day between loud sheets        
with pounding head and furred tongued bleats,      
groans of " Dear God I feel so rough "      
as conscience tuts " that sure is tough.."      
and " who barfed on the toilet seat,       
a drink or two? "
Written by Rew
Published | Edited 12th Dec 2023
Author's Note
competition hosted by Grace.
Tell us about your memory or memories
of New Year Eve and New Year's Day in your past.
Up to two per.

Lamb's wool a punch/wassail an alcoholic drink
or not depends who serves it.

copped, pretty much the same as gave but leaning
towards took.
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