Carol Singers

I don't think they knew the words
I'd rather of listened to skwalking birds

They knocked the door and held out their hand
There wasn't just singers but a full brass band
I panicked a little, I had nothing to give
Except home made wine fresh from the sieve

They all crowded round and they drank their fill
Laughing and joking not a drop did they spill
When it was drank I thought that was it
But now they were merry a spark had been lite

The band started up the choir joined in
I couldn't believe it they made such a din
They sang "hark the herald",over again
The noise was awful it could drive you insane

I started a tale that next door had more beer
In a desperate attempt, my house to clear
The grapevine worked and they disappeared
I bolted the door incase they came back, I feared

I'll remember next year when i hear the sound
Of carol singers gathered round
Not to answer that bloody door
The singing really was that poor

©18/12/12