We don’t like Christmas; because
It has become a festival of consumerism.
The rich kids get the best presents; because
They pay Father Christmas more.
Seeing the family is pointless; because
We don’t like them and they don’t like us.
Let’s go out and walk in the frost,
I’ll kiss you and you can kiss me; because
Love is better than Christmas,
And we can have it everyday.
J. Bones
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