Happy Merry Bloody Christmas

Agonising

A group of drunks partying, some unconscious, some barely standing.

Christmas, not happy bloody merry Christmas,
The time of year meant for family and friends,
To share presents, company, love and laughter,
Precious memories are made, of a time you don’t want to end.

But then there’s the never ending dreaded office Christmas party,
The excuse for obnoxiousness and…

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Top Writer in Poetry. I’m a Finance Manager with a love of both numbers and words.

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Colleen Millsteed

Top Writer in Poetry. I’m a Finance Manager with a love of both numbers and words.