Today is the start of my Christmas endeavour

To shun all this decadent bullshit forever.

Political rhet’ric, religious upheaval

I voted for BREXIT and Boris… I’m Evil?

I’m no right wing NAZI or pompous rich bastard,

A vet’ran whose aim in this life is ‘Get Plastered’

I study at Uni, my course? English Lit

I’ve served QE2, I’m a natural Brit

When I see national headlines my past soldier screams

That this world is embarrassing, it’s not what it seems,

You can’t have opposing, outlandish ideals

If you do then the zealots’ll be right on your heels.

I’ll get back to my point (I’ve just started to rant)

With colloquial language I’ll try to enchant

All you mental MO’FOs I’ve had pleasure to know,

Get rid of the stresses and play in the snow!

No cards will be sent through the post as of now.

60P for a stamp, I’ve just raised an eyebrow.

No Rodger Moore look, I’m just fucking disgraced,

If you knew me you’d notice my sad looking face.

So, no decadent bollocks will spring forth from me

I’ll act like the Beatles and ‘just let it be’

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Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.

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