Christmas at Last

CHRISTMAS AT LAST

Hurrah! Its Christmas, once again,
And time to get out in the rain
And sleet and frost and hit the shops!
Like toothache, so good when it stops.

A present, for some young relation
with attitude above her station.
Whatever she is given, why,
She'll pout and sulk and roll her eyes

They get so much, but still want more
Designer labels, classy stores.
But not this year! I won't be moved,
The sum I spend won't be improved

"The recession...." is my opening line
She tells me "Anything is fine."
She smiles at me and I am lost
Granddaughters! best forget the cost