The holly has shriveled, the ivy's gone limp,
When I glance in the mirror I resemble a blimp.
The fridge now contains such a random selection,
Please let the recycling be due for collection!
The number of bottles could put us to shame,
Thank heavens the neighbours are partly to blame.
The dregs in the bottle of port look quite murky,
And even the cats have lost interest in turkey.
I've run out of money, I've run out of cheer,
I can't get excited about a New Year
I felt the same last year I seem to remember,
But the magic returns with each new December.
Sending every good wish to GN'ers, old & new,
And may 2017 be a good year for you.
Phoenix xx
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