My neck's aching from turning round to see
The band play in the pub on Friday night
I'm still relieved we saw Lincoln City
Play Notts County on Saturday. The fright
I had when trapped in Chesterfield, that fight
To get through the cars, pouring into town
Like Christmas locusts that focused my sight
On the passing time, existential frown
In the style of Brel or Morrissey. Down
Goes yet another year. Agreed, Johnny
Logan, what does it matter? We turn white
Reflecting winter's cliched image found
On bargain boxes of cards Sainsbury's
Sells. Hear the Christmas bells. Unsilent night
Sun 25 Nov 2007
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