I’m Dreamin of……..
A Wham Bam
Faded Chris De burgh
That sings of a……. Gentlemen in Red!
Who can Bung that Bing
With Sinitta and Sinatra
Doing the Xmas whirl
Round the streets of New York and Montmartre
While Eastenders Essex boy doth sing
A winters Tale
To Aled Jones
While he packs up your troubles in that ole Kitt bag
Coz Santa is coming to town
To remove fairy tale Cliff!
(he’ll be a little miffed but not surprised
he’d been there for a while, walking in the air
lonely this Christmas night, mistletoe cropping,
eating a mince pie in deep filled silence with a lattice topping)
HURRY down the chimney tonight Santa Baby!!
I believe in Wombling!!
Do send in now the Cavalry
and Please don’t touch me with a Little Donkey
Coz I’m a rockin with this Boy child
As I play my pipes, piece by peace
To those Boys of 17 from the East
Sleigh Bells ring to the bells end
of Mr Hanky the Christmas Poo
abrupt ending now………
coz all I really want for Christmas
© Catherine Crosswell
Captain Satin, you must paint every skirting that you can spy!!