I’ve been remiss on this blog this year but I mean it’s been pretty quiet hasn’t it? Not much has happened. Will try and pick up the slack next year but feel like everything I need to say is being said online at the moment, a lot. The internet is just becoming background noise to be honest. 2017 is probably the year we start getting back to the real world as it seems we’ve been neglecting it and it has turned to complete shit. In the spirit of that, here’s you annual Christmas Poem from yours truly:
Merry Christmas Mrs. May
With snow gently lilting to the ground
Christmas lights casting their pearlescent glow
And a brass band blowing their mournful sound
Now wreaths of holly hung from doors to show
a welcome inside from a gilded tree,
mulling wine, chestnuts and the mistletoe
then comes a knocking and outside we see
wrapped up carolers singing songs we know.
“Do you have a license? And the volume’s
too loud. Make sure that brass band doesn’t stay,
I don’t think that’s a British seasonal tune
either. And mistletoe’s poisonous! No grey
area there, best take down this holly
wreath too. Is that snow white enough to play
in?” Poor No.10 (it’s not so jolly)
But have a Merry Christmas Mrs. May.
Also I made a Christmas song with my friend Christiana you can download for free over on Soundcloud. Click here to listen.
Be kind to each other. Except the 51% and anyone who voted Trump. Fuck them. They’re wrong and you need to tell them so and importantly show the evidence why. They don’t have facts to back up their racism, homophobia, misogyny and xenophobia, that’s why it’s called ‘ignorance’. Fuck 2016, let’s try and make next year better.
Merry Christmas everyone!