On the first day of Christmas my true love said to me
That is a lovely Christmas tree
On the second day of Christmas
It looked a little rough
And we thought perhaps that we had had enough
On the third day of Christmas
It looked a little bare
There were pine needles everywhere
On the fourth day of Christmas
It didn’t look so bright
As our cat had just fused the lights
On the fifth day of Christmas
The baubles were all gone
But the Angel was just hanging on
On the sixth day of Christmas
I thought that it should go
But just then it started to snow
On the seventh day of Christmas
Our wreath was still all right
Then some lowlife nicked it in the night
On the eighth day of Christmas
It was a windy day
And our roof Santa blew clean away
On the ninth day of Christmas
Our outside lights were stuffed
As our neighbours had had quite enough
On the tenth day of Christmas
Our crib was looking old
And the Magi were not yet in from the cold
On the eleventh day of Christmas
I saw our lecky bill
And I must say it made me feel ill
On the Twelfth Day of Christmas
Our decs should have come down,
But I quite forgot and went shopping in town.
So our decs and tree and tinsel and everything else I fear
Will just have to stay up until next year
The main room in your house...
It’s been a while so I will start us off…….whats for supper and why?
Labour Brings in excellent Renter's Rights - long overdue.


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