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Subject: Countdown to Christmas No2.

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Paul (December 9th, 2007 - chosen by andy)

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Date Posted: 14:43:00 12/10/07 Mon

Andy and Paul�s Christmas folly

Christmas is a time of joy,
When festive cheer is handy,
So Paul flew to America,
To meet his new friend Andy,

For Andy was a precious soul,
Although at times he could confound,
Yet Paul admired the poet greatly,
Had such fun when he was around,

Now Andy he was most surprised,
When the English speaking Dude,
Arrived in Schenectady,
For his Christmas interlude,

They chatted well into the night,
With both spirit and mulled wine,
Until they heard Santa�s cheery bell,
At that special festive time,

�Dude! I have got a good idea�
Slurred Andy to his mate,
� Letsh go and shee Shanta�,
Paul thought the idea great,

So slipping out the back door,
Paul helped his poet Chum,
To get himself upon the roof,
By pushing on his bum,

Then Andy pulled him up as well,
So the very naughty pair,
Could creep up on old Santa,
As by the chimney, he stood there,

�MELLY HISSMAS!� They shouted,
The old chap got such a fright,
He went head first down the chimney,
Disappearing clean from sight,

�Oops! Thash gone an dunnit�
Paul blabbered to Andy there,
But he was too busy sniggering,
At Santa�s legs stuck in the air,

�What ever is we gonna do?�
The intoxicated Paul did say,
Andy said, � Jus leave im�
�Let�s go ridin on the sleigh�

So off into the spangled night,
This pair of drunken gnomes,
Delivered all the presents,
To the Children in their homes,

�Ishn�t it a lovely time?�
Andy cooed in clouds of fumes,
Paul nodded with a silly grin,
Understanding one assumes��.

Come that Christmas morning,
The chums woke to a commotion,
For they were on the television news,
On that side of the ocean,

They really could not believe,
They were the �culprits now at large�
Until they went outside to find,
The sleigh in the garage,

Oh yes and Santa stuck up the flue,
He wasn�t none too chipper,
Been hanging all night in the smoke,
Done nicely like a kipper,

Andy packed a travelling bag,
To avoid the media glare,
Then went with Paul to England,
To start a new life there!

But thankfully I made this up,
And Santa�s not dead at all,
So MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone,
May it be peaceful for you all!

� Paul Osborne 2006

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