A Christmas Poem

‘Twas Christmas Day, at eleven o’clock,
And Birks started drinking, it came as no shock.
After downing a pint, with a hic and a cough,
He ran down the street taking all his clothes off!

The neighbours looked out and amidst lots of sighs,
They looked at each other, and all rolled their eyes.
“Oh not again, it’s the same every year”,
“Showing his bits and spreading some cheer..”

As they watched him dance, and wiggle his bottom,
Enough was enough, it was time for some action!
Did they stand up, and get the cops in?
Nah, they all stripped, drank, danced, and joined in!

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