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

Tooth And Nail

I don’t care
who you are

Or if you think
you’re right

You will not get
the best of me

For I’ll never
give up this fight

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