Tis the festive season
Of
goodwill and reason
For
the politically correct
The
dithering and the direct
For
the clubs and the cliques
And
tedious control freaks
For
the anal retentive's
And
their many representatives
For
council house yobs
And
the inverted snobs
Those
with professional jobs
And
intellectual snobs
For
the easily offended
And
the over complicated
For
the vile and the venomous
The
overt and the anonymous
Snake
in the grass vipers
And
Back stabbing snipers
To
the tarts and the vicars
And
those in disposable knickers
For
all poetry scrawlers
And
the unpleasant name callers
For
the narrowly minded
And
those with axes grinded
For
the loud minority
And
the silent majority
For
blondes and brunettes
And
all lads and laddettes
Those
pierced and tattooed
And
the prim and the lewd
For
the bright and the bland
And
the humble and the grand
For
those who are pretentious
And
the liberal consensus
Every
class hew and breed
Every
persuasion and creed
Whether
ungifted or artistic
And
the mentally arthritic
For
the first and the last
And
sense of humour bypassed
For
those with rhyme and reason
So
in the spirit of the season
Now
the year is nearly done
Merry
Christmas everyone
