Six Forty 2014
Get up! It’s time and Santa’s been,
Bounced boys with voices oh so keen.
Just look at that beneath the tree,
I wonder if they’re all for me?
I slipped downstairs to cook the lunch,
They might get hungry was my hunch.
Buried under paper mountains,
Sting and ribbons flew like fountains.
How did you know I wanted that?
Lego, books, and toys for the cat.
This day’s completely crammed with fun,
I sigh as it’s only just begun.
The veg are prepped and oven’s on,
We’re eating turkey not roast swan,
There’s pudding, cake and mince pies too,
I think that’s quite a lot to chew.
And when at last we’ve eaten all,
On to the sofa we’ll all sprawl.
Before we start our exercise,
I might just close my tired eyes.
Sarah Froggatt © 2014
Even the cat decided that he should be sitting at the table:
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