Open Poetry #17 |
The Anticlimax. |
Ven Member
since 2001-10-01
Posts 102U.K. |
The Anticlimax. Spent a fortune, on loads of crap. Bought the stuff, done the wrap. Delivered the gifts, to all on the list. Time to relax, maybe get a bit pissed Up in the morning, wound to the full. Dinner to cook. Crackers to pull, then pressies to open, wow ... this is fun. Half an hour later, thats it ... done. Sitting all bloated, in front of the tele, with a mouth full of choc's and a pain in the belly. Glance at the mess, all the wrapping in stacks and so here beginneth, the anticlimax. by Ven. Never mind in 364 days we'll do it all again. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
LOL, sounds like you need a holiday from this holiday. Nothing to buy or wrap for New Year's, except to wrap up another year and buy another calendar. |
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