I am of occidental origin
And I
should make it clear
That I have
lived all my life
In the
northern hemisphere
And every
year, except this one
I’ve spent
Christmas in blighty
This year, I
was invited to my daughters
I tried to
decline, politely
She doesn’t
live in Britain
But in the
land of the kangaroo
Christmas
day in high summer
Oh what an
awful to-do
The hot sun
was like the Grinch
Not a cloud
in the sky since dawn
It ruined
the day for me
And it made
the eggnog warm
Flies
buzzed round the turkey
My hat was
stuck to my head
No queen’s speech
on the telly
I wish I’d
stayed home instead
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