‘Glad All Over’

I’m glad you’ve had

A good few days

I’m glad they were

‘The best’

I am also glad

You were nowhere near me

For that alone

I am blessed

The Ballad Of Boxing Day

Is that it now

He said

Have the bells rung out?

I cannot eat another sprout

Oh shut your face

She said

All you’ve done is moan

You’ll be spending next year

On your fucking own

That’s Enough

I’ve got
nothing
more to
say to you

So please
just
leave me
alone

You don’t
deserve
anything
from me

For every
chance
you have
blown

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