Santa's Story

It was a cold and frosty Christmas Eve, the sky was almost pitch black,
A cruel wind chilled the bones,as I filled my great big sack,
I hitched up the reindeer, the food and water stored,
It's time to leave lets go, and into the air we soared,
The stars were shining brightly, as we flew above the clouds,
Far away from little eyes, all wrapped in bedtime shrouds,
The clock had just struck midnight, it was time for my first drop,
I sneaked in through the window, I had no time to stop,
It was several drop later, I had a little drink,
Ate a couple of mince pies, washed down with sherry I think,
By the time I reached England, I'd had a few pints of Lager,
I was quite full of mince pies, and began to walk with a stagger,
I looked at the time,the numbers looked quite hazy,
It was a good thing I never spoke, as my voice would have sounded crazy,
I could see the sky was dawning, the clouds were glowing red,
My children had their presents, I would soon be home in bed,
I was left a bottle of good scotch whiskey,So I had a wee dram,
To keep the cold from my bones, so I had one for my Dad and Mam,
I arrived home put my reindeer away to rest,slipped and fell upon the ice,
And landed on my chest,
My eyes filled with water, as I cried out in such pain,
It's the spirit of Christmas, poor Santa's drunk again,
I staggered to my little bed, started counting all those mince pies,
I'd eaten far to many, just look at the fat on my thighs,
I must have passed out quietly, For the evening was dark and bare,
As I sai beside my fire, eating dough nuts without a care,
Some say Christmas is all about the giving, to those who are in need,
Sharing those precious moments with loved ones, or helping in some good deed,
But however you spend your Christmas,think of those who are on their own,
They have no one to talk too, perhaps nowhere to phone,
Don't forget about poor old Santa, who is now sitting up in bed,
With a glass of good scotch whiskey, nursing his chest and aching head,
It's not the drink that makes me stagger,it's the weight of all those mince pies,
I can't resist the pastry, it puts a sparkle in my eyes,
I've come to the end of my reading,it's time to make a toast,
May God Bless and keep you, for the children I love the most,
Just take one day at a time, and always wear a smile,
For nothing is too much trouble, when you go that extra mile.

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The Bingo caller

He sits upon the stage,
Like a King upon a throne,
Calling out the numbers'
for he is never alone,
A shout goes out,
A line is called,
The numbers checked,
There's no time to be bored,
The faces show such concentration,
As silence from the player's is a must,
Just call out my numbers,
Before my card is bust,
They sit there with a dibber,
Crossing out one number at a time,
Until the card is empty,
This let it be mine.

The EmpireTheatre, Wisbech, Cambs

It was built in the 1920's,
The style of Art Decco design,
Just step back to look at this building,
Travel back in time,
Decorated in pale madarin and purple,
Highlights picked out in gold,
In the days before colour movies,
Such stories could be told,
It was built to match the Empire State,
The influence you can plainly see,
The projection room is high above,
Where the projectors used to be,
Spotlights and their brackets,
Help to light up the stage,
So that actors could strut their stuff,
When live plays were all the rage,
The theatre seats have disappeared,
New carpet now covers the floor,
People now play Bingo,
To try and win some more,
There's a snack and licensed bar,
To refresh you while you play,
From 6pm until late,
You can play most every day,
Or you can sit as I did,
Take in that timeless view,
Because such a splendid attraction,
Is part of our Heritage too.

Herbalife

I used to be slow and inactive,
I soon became over weight,
But I met a man from Herbalife,
It was not a moment to late,
He helped me with a diet,
Advised me on what to do,
I soon began to loose some weight,
I'm so much fitter too,
I swim just once a week,
The walking I enjoy,
And sticking to my diet is what I have to employ,
I soon lost the weight I wanted,
Can walk run and swim,
I feel so much better than before,
I relaxed some of my diet,
Just enough not to put on the weight,
But enjoy my life so much better,
Join Herbalife now why hesitate,

Country Boy

I am not a rich man,I'm not a rich mans son,
But I love the countryside,and the wealth of things to come,
I see the leaves burst open,in the joyous time of spring,
The sweet song of the birds, as they build their nests and sing,
The fragrance of the flowers,so bright and in full bloom,
The golden autumn woodlands, with leaves that will fall soon,
The crispness of the morning, is it time for frost,
Anothewr year almost over,I think of time I've lost,
Of all the things I didn't do,
Even though I thought I'd tried,
"But one cannot do everything,was the words that were replied.