Just a Greetings Christmas Card
Just a Greetings Christmas Card
I thought I'd write this blog for everyone to see,
Just a greetings Christmas card, it come the Misses and me,
A lazy way to reach you all, but saves a lot of time,
Mention just a few names, as I'm Owd and past me prime,
Now Brian he lives in Kansas, and he writes a busy post,
Keeps in touch with everyone, he's a long way from the coast,
From extremes of weather, to the election they have had,
He writes and tells us everything, good and some that's bad.
Graham he's a bloke who travels, and reports on what he sees,
From tuther sideofthefence, puts it down with ease,
But fails to shut his chickens up, a fox will kill the lot,
Awards that he must get right now, the award that he forgot.
Mildred he's a young chap, who lectures all the day,
And out on too many do's at night, where he likes to play,
Running test for surface runoff, plenty of rain right now,
Silting up his ditches, get off in there with the plough.
Tesla needs to buy some stock, and watch it grow mature,
Then to clean his sheds out, and still have plenty of manure,
His Quadrotract to roll the pastures, fresh and green with grass,
A bit of grain to feed them, don't want all that harass.
Twinkle toes its Matty s, ballroom dancing he has learned,
But dressing up in a too-too, were getting a bit concerned,
Out horse riding it's new to him, no steering wheel to hold on,
Accelerator a bit of stick, and of all the brakes he has none.
Now Lizzie she's started a blog, and declared she likes her sheep,
Sure there's plenty who'll back you up, if they want a lift in her jeep,
Bake a big cake to feed to your team, get them put on some weight,
End of the term the tug of war team, opposing teams you will slate
Now Rob he's come up to Harper, his eyes are going square,
Looking at his laptop, more outside work and looking for flare,
It's so warm where he comes from, the cold he cannot stand,
And hockey in the drifting snow, nice and soft to land.
Jane she has her photo, in the Farmers Weekly every week,
It's there on the first page, like summer so to speak,
Now she's found her waist coat, so winter must be here,
Can tell the long range forecast, my old mother's champion there.
(The weather has gone a bit mild now, this week's FW [19th Dec 08] Jane's taken her waist coat off again) we notice these things you know.
Isabel is the "anchor man", for the blogs and forum desk,
To hold it all together now, I know she does her best,
But put her behind a camcorder, she conna owd it still,
Must have had a sup or two, more than just a gill.
Now Julian our editor, has worked so long and hard,
To get the new site page up, as a brand new Christmas card,
Glitches they have left him gutted, back to the old page now,
Give his finger nails time to grow back, then he'll show us how.
Put AllyR's up for chancellor, with his sums right up to date,
His Pearl winter barley, into beer, right inside his gate,
Should set up his own brewery, and pipe it down M6,
Send it off all round with his mates, for Kansas we could fix.
He his self and herself, the kids named one to five,
Oldest has the Fastrac , he's careful how he drives,
Not like his old man, used to knock the stuff about,
Welding number fives Ladybug, he's too big and stout. (Did'nt he sit in it)
So bloggers if I've missed you out, a Merry Christmas too,
Loks like being a lean one, for the shops with stocks a new,
Sales started long ago, persuade ya to part with ya hard earned cash,
So have a happy Christmas, it's only a once a year bash.
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He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare,
And he who has one enemy will meet him everywhere.
Ali ibn-Abi-Talib (602AD-661AD)
Merry Christmas and a happy new year,
From
Owd Fred and Eileen the Misses