It was just an off the cuff remark
Who knew what it would spark?
The result gave us a surprise;
The Christmas there was a prize
For brightening our office.
The girls got carried away
With glitter on that day
There were baubles here and there
There was sparkle everywhere;
The Christmas there was a prize
For brightening our office.
There were Santas here and there
And a reindeer over there.
There were Christmas lights aglow,
There were lashings of fake snow;
The Christmas there was a prize
For brightening our office.
We had to stop Jaswinder Kaur
Because we couldn't take much more.
It was the Sikhs who went to town
And we had to calm them down.
The Christmas there was a prize
For brightening our office.
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Second Wind
PoetryHighest rank #12 in Poetry Second Wind is an eclectic collection of mostly light hearted poems but often has a serious message and takes the occasional side swipe at politicians and those in power.
