Those Christmases of Old
Were much better by Far
We never had much Money
But we always got By.
No expensive Gifts
Just little Things
A Christmas Stocking
A drum made of Tin.
A jig saw Puzzle
My mum would help me Complete
A plastic Gun
Golden coins that were Sweets.
A few new Penny’s
A coloring Book
That my Nan filled In
So I never got a Look.
Now sadly Today
The mystery has Gone
Christmas starts in August
And just goes on and On
Gone is the Magic
The expectation the Surprise
Christmas is big Business
It’s become to Commercialized.
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