....I have an hour left of November 2011.
To paraphase friends, family and everyone who's talking about it - Where has that year gone?
So now - to get you in the festive mood?
A little original 'poetry'.
A Poem
Santa Claus is on his way
With a gift or two.
Better fill those reindeer up
And make sure they have a poo.
They have to go before they leave,
It's bad to stop mid-flight.
It's not a plane. Is it a bird?
Heads up! It's reindeer s***e.
