Christmas competition

[cas]

Heres your chance to win ten pounds

All you have to do is make up a poem about Christmas.

post it on this thread and if you live in the Uk, Southport Friends will post you ten pounds cash.

The closing date for the competition will be the 12th of December.

On the 13th of December a poll will be added and the poem with the most votes is the winner.

The Rules

Only members of SF may enter the competition.

voting will end on the 18th and the winner will be contacted by a member of the team.

Only poems may be posted on the thread if you wish to make a comment about any of the entries please start another thread.

Poems that are considered abusive will be removed, Admin will make the decision if a poem is abusive and their decision is not under negotiation.

enjoy

[teddy]

oh cas what a great idea.................im up for this when i get a few minutes to myself 

[Argie]

Teds! good to see ya (((())))

I'm discounting myself from the prize on account of it looking somewhat dodgy if I won ;-) (as if)

Nonetheless I will try to come up with an entry

It's likely to be filthy doggerel though

[Hanner Cymraeg]

I'm discounting myself from the prize on account of it looking somewhat dodgy if I won ;-) (as if)

Nonetheless I will try to come up with an entry

It's likely to be filthy doggerel though

so do we put the clean versions on here & the rude ones on 'Adult Material' then?

[chaos]

c'mon who's gonna be first to publish their special words

[Fizzywiggy]

I need time to do something like this.
I have to think about it.

[Argie]

A poem about Christmas

By Argie

there was a festive SF poster
who couldn't get on with with his toaster
he stuck in some tinsel
which lit up his

No. My brain isn't working today try again in a bit Sid.

[dawn]

with the closet  stuffed with presents
 the turkey boughtand  ready for stuffing
 the old man sits on his ar''
drinking his glass of whisky
theres nothing like Christmas

[Fizzywiggy]

Christmas comes but once a year
And thankful I am for that
People seem to go berserk
They scurry round like rats
Women push trollies loaded up
With food and drink enough
To feed an army for a month
Is this what it’s all about?

We spend and spend and spend some more
On presents, food and drink
Must have this and must have that
Do we ever stop to think
To think what it is all about
The meaning of it all
What lies behind the razzmatazz
The baby in the stall

[Hanner Cymraeg]

Here's my contribution, written in a car park

It's rather in the style of William McGonagall, i.e. it doesn't scan or rhyme properly


It's rolled round again, that festive time of year
When we eat too much food, drink too much wine & beer
Spending money on gifts & sentimental cards to send
To all we call family, acquaintance or friend
Watch plays starring angels & Jesus & kings
Putting up trees & baubles & things

But, sad to say, to forget we all tend
The real meaning of Christmas - goodwill to all men
A time of renewal, the promise of life
Give thanks for the good times & shrug off the strife

Regardless of race, religion or creed
The true spirit of Christmas is what we all need

[kei_x]

erm..... I'm more of a romantic writer but I'll give it a shot :'D

Christmas Laughter, Christmas Fun.
Hoping of a girl, wishing of a boy.
Opening Presents, Sitting In Pyjamas.
Eating The Dinner, Sleeping For Hours.

ahh Not too good I'll Try And Think Of Something Else

[Argie]

A joint effort between me & a googlesearch

I like to visit Santa Claus
Around this time of year.
It's fun to climb up on his lap
And whisper in his ear.

He says, "My dear, have you been good?
Have you done what Mother said you should?
Do you brush your teeth and hair each day?
Are you kind to others when you play?

I listen to each question
And answer every one.
Although I am ashamed to say
At the age of 41 I guess I should call it a day