Xmas blues..?

The tinsels looking worse for wear
The fridge is back to being bare

The Christmas tree is on a lean
Scattered needles need a clean

The house is like a battle zone
For everyone has been at home

There's paper here there's paper there
In every corner every chair,

The turkeys just an empty shell
The mistletoe has kissed, won't tell

The heating bill is twice the size
The Postman's stuffed with grans mince pies

So all this madness we endure
Must mean its Xmas time for sure

But now its past and we can rest
As Mum and Dad have done their best

We slowly sink into a chair,
Our eyes just fixed, an empty stare

And sit and wonder was it worth,
The drunken nights the extra girth?.

But when December's next around
A second wind we will have found

So here's to next years Christmas time,
Another chance to read this rhyme.