Christmas day just after Lunch
My
family, being a fun loving bunch
Engage
enthusiastically one and all
In
parlour games to enthral
At
first the alcohol fuelled the fun
And
a good time was had by everyone
However
as the day wore on
With
all self-control long gone
The
games degenerate into farce
As
an opponent is knocked on his arse
And
the afternoon ends in tears
As
it has done across the years
And
dad makes his annual decree
“Games
are forthwith banned” said he
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