Festive Memory

 

Festive memory

Christmas 2000, something or other;

The outlaws came over; stayed the whole day;

We exchanged presents with one another,

Eighties festive tunes droned, on repeat play;

I drank too many beers, before eating

A mound of turkey, sprouts and sausage meat,

After which, due to a lack of seating,

I slept on the floor, all through Corrie Street,

EastEnders, Shrek, or some other like guff;

Woke up, played bored games, felt jaded, deadbeat;

And when they’d finally all had enough;

I rolled a few joints, upon their retreat,

Then smoked and drank brandy, all the way through

To the bitter end of The Godfather 2.

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