Christmas 22

Sent a bubble to the world today,
I just went glug, and it went on it's merry way,
Such a bubble you don't often see,
In a way it reminds me of me.
When I look back, all I see is jet black,
When I think back, all I want to do is laugh,
Nothing ever worked for me,
Unless it came with a PP3.

Every day is a miracle of happiness,
Every thought is the pinnacle of cleverness,
Every move is so beautiful and effortless,
I still miss you.

Benny Redbrick thought he was a Bolshevik,
Got the wrong train heading for Dubrovnik,
Ended up selling dodgy jeans to Eskimos,
Wearing heavy shoes to protect his toes.
He remembers taking somebody's advice,
On how his life could be nice,
When he writes home he doesn't say he's on his own,
Prematurely old in the freezing cold.

Every day is a miracle of happiness,
Every thought is the pinnacle of cleverness,
Every move is so beautiful and effortless,
I still miss you,
Happy Christmas,
22.

When I look back, all I see is jet black,
When I think back, all I want to do is laugh,
Nothing ever worked for me,
Unless it came with a PP3.

Every day is a miracle of happiness,
Every thought is the pinnacle of cleverness,
Every move is so beautiful and effortless,
I still miss you.
Every day is a miracle of happiness,
Every thought is the pinnacle of cleverness,
Every move is so beautiful and effortless,
I still miss you,
Happy Christmas,
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