quinta-feira, dezembro 17, 2009

A Christmas Poem

At Christmas little children sing and merry bells jingle,
The cold winter air makes our hands and faces tingle
And happy families go to Church and cheerly they mingle
And the whole business is unbelievable dreadful, if you’re single

Wendy Cope, (2008), Two Cures for Love, London, Faber and Faber

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