Arthur played Father Christmas,
Down at the village hall,
A little boy sat on his lap,
A little lad called Paul.

“Now what would you like for Christmas?”
He asked him full of cheer,
“A new coat for my mummy,
And for dad, a case of beer”.

“But please don’t make the beer too strong,
Well not as strong as rum,
Last year, that’s what daddy got,
And really hit my mum”.

“Mum said, she walked into a door,
But I know that’s not true,
She really would get quite upset,
Me, telling this to you”.

A tear ran down old Santa’s cheek,
With every word he heard,
He happened to be Paul’s father,
As he hid, behind the beard.

Pete Brammer

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