
A Faulty New Year
And a Catty One to you
A cherry Christmas +(grow your own)
I have rising cramp.
You will die,
I know So will everyone.
Not all at once
Unless the nuclear bomb goes off
Who will press the button?
Don’t tell me it needs ironing
That’s why they employ women.
I can’t believe this
Start with Father Xmas and progress
Merry Litmus