Be a shame to spoil the treat
I know I shouldn't do it, but I just felt so inclined,
So I took a sneaky peek into the windows of
Your mind. Therein I found some knitting, some
Cardboard and some glue, a paper chain, some
Parchment and a photograph of you.
I came across a menu, a special meal at home,
Duck a l'orange, Atlantic prawns and wine from
Cotes du Rhone. The kitchen needs a facelift,
The car's been acting up, the tyres and oil need
Changing, the engine's running rough.
The weather's getting colder, hello to winter
Blues, you plan to buy a warmer coat, you badly
Need new shoes. I didn't go much further, you
Flagged up thoughts of me, and with Christmas
Only days away, be a shame to spoil the treat.
© Joseph G Dawson
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