Posted on 25th Dec 2021
White-Van Man (to Jingle Bells) Driving like a loon in a dirty old, white van, I will get there soon; trust your white-van man. Parcels to drop in, making children smile, what fun it is for me to bring your presents in a while, oh! White-van man, white-van man, DPD, of course, Amazon, Deliveroo or is it Parcel Force. hey! White-van man, white-van man, DPD, of course, Amazon, Deliveroo or is it Parcel Force. Now it's Christmas Eve, got so much to do. Van would you believe, runs on reindeer poo. Need to finish quick, spread that festive cheer; snow not yet too thick, time to grab a beer. White-van man, white-van man, DPD, of course, Amazon, Deliveroo or is it Parcel Force. hey! White-van man, white-van man, DPD, of course, Amazon, Deliveroo or is it Parcel Force.
Posted on 25th Dec 2021
Dear Santa Dear old Santa, Let's cut the banter, I saw you kissing my mum. So, instead of daft socks, I want an Xbox, Or you're in deep trouble old chum.
Posted on 24th Dec 2021
Speeding Seven billion parcels For children, to deliver. He'll have to get a move on Or, he'll never finish, ever. All those tots of whisky Each time he stops his sleigh; If you see him, mister traffic cop, Please look the other way.
Posted on 24th Dec 2021
Early Christmas Christmas day in springtime, The sun lay three feet deep, When Santa rode in, breathless Astride a Herdwick sheep. The reindeers had been poorly, Excess of mince pies eaten. Then Santa caught the Covid But he would not be beaten. So, although a smidgen early To have Christmas in Spring, Let's hope that twenty-twenty-two A better year will bring.
Posted on 20th Dec 2020
Christmas 2020 It was Christmas Eve at Santa's And Rudolph had not made the squad The others, were all out delivering And he had been left on his tod. A positive test had floored Rudolph Suspected of Covid nineteen The North Pole was too isolated To get there, with virus vaccine. The reindeer was sat with his feet up Toasting his hooves by the fire His nose getting redder and redder The flames growing higher and higher. Suddenly, whoosh, an explosion Like the big bang, but more loud Disturbed Rudolph's snooze by the fire Covering the world in a cloud. His nose had ignited the fairy dust Used to make presents for kids And the cloud which now covered our planet Was it fatal? No, heaven forbids. The dust was now targeting Covid The virus was weakened, then killed Now we all get to celebrate Christmas And Rudolph, our hero, is thrilled.
Dauphy: More loud? You’ll have Don’s grammar police on to you!