The wife and her mother
are off to the stores
leaving the rapper
alone yea indoors
he reckons the vallium
might sort him out
or a nice dram of single malt
without a doubt
I suggested that he wrote a rap
for his wife
since she was the idol of his flipping life
when she gets back he
could sing it real loud
she will look at him then
and she will be proud
she knew you were all heart
she knew that and so
she will festoon you with love
that will just go
with a bang like the crackers
Don’t burst a balloon
and Don’t say my singing’s a bit out of tune
the mistletoes hanging
the holly is there
stir fried brussel sprouts
that’s fair and square
A nice glass of Islay
a vallium or three
now where the hell
is that Christmas Tree