I don't suspect there will be much going on here for the remainder of the year, so here are two poems I find lovely and notable.
CHRISTMAS 1924
By Thomas Hardy
'Peace upon earth!' was said. We sing it
And pay a million priests to bring it.
After two thousand years of mass
We've got as far as poison-gas.
CHRISTMAS 1970
by Spike Milligan
A little girl called Sile Javotte
Said 'Look at the lovely presents I've got'
While a little girl in Biafra said
'Oh what a lovely slice of bread'.
(Happy holidays everyone!)
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A good one too, by Spike Milligan.
CHRISTMAS 1970.
A little girl called Sile Javotte
Said 'Look at the lovely presents I've got'
While a little girl in Biafra said
'Oh what a lovely slice of bread'.
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