Bold, blustery winds bellowed with a chill last night.
I took a shorter route to get home much quicker
Of course, it's the holidays, after all, not Fall.
The main plan was not to stop, which was the kicker
And so my calendar was topped off with parties.
Looking back, all I could muster was a snicker
This season, I planned not to miss a single one.
of course, my error was being a bad picker
So, choosing the largest party was my mistake!
with the music and the booze making me sicker.
Sunday, Christmas Day, my head spun, my eyes were red,
Shaking after Mass, I shook hands with the Vicar
my belly gurgled and rumbled with the church choir.
asking him if the church jig served better liquor!