Every Christmas day is the same
The Browns
come round for lunch
I dread the
time as it approaches
They’re a
bloody awful bunch
He’s an
opinionated git
She’s a
loudmouthed fishwife
Their kids
run amuck unchecked
Causing
trouble and strife
They drink
all my booze
And eat
every crumb of food
They’re
uncouth and vulgar
Obnoxious
and just plain rude
They are a
truly horrible family
I wish I
could show them the door
They have
no redeeming features
God, I hate
my brother in law
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