A Xmas poem

'Twas the night before Xmas and I was far gone Just me and my whiskey, Chinese takeout and porn Bottles of rotgut and a handle of Captain More deadly than the holocaust, which we know never happened My head was resting on the table with care In hopes that sweet oblivion would soon be there But I'd settle for Santa with a bag full of drugs And his posse of elves, lowlifes, winos and thugs For this is the year of Xmas in the gutter Junkies and whores, and hobos who stutter Merry Xmas to the lowly, the pushers and pimps The trashy, the crazy, the shady, the gimps The drunks and the loonies, the addicts, the sleazy The filthy, perverted, unemployed and greasy May your holidays be decadent, depraved and corrupted See you next year, if you haven't been busted

Talking of DIGGY........how was SPAIN? :p

Ho Fucking Ho

Merry Christmas Giros late Bailiffs at The garden gate

Kettles broken Clothes are torn Infected turkey Stuffed with quorn

Cookers knackered Gas cut off Debt collectors Please fuck off

New Years Fireworks Sky’s turned bright On Euro money Blokes have fights

Forget the outcasts Visa’s worn I’d like to sleep Why was I born

I didn't know we had a poet on board, I've got loads I can share with you.

I'll be reading some out at the Goethe Institute in Bangkok on the 12th Jan if you can make it.

Cheers