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