Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
#16
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
That's a really nice poem, Bison. Kinda makes me wish I was going home for Christmas .
Bison
#17
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
I think its lovely that you are getting us into the festive mood though I confess reading your poem was like walking in stilettos one of which badly needed reheeled.Nonetheless sweet buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut you forgot Santa!!When does he appear ? before or after you go out speedin round the hood?
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Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
As this is British Expats, should we not use the term Father Christmas? Just a thought....
#20
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
That is a great Christmas song. Just pipped by Slade which, for me, epitomises childhood Christmases.
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#21
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
Ok so i've revised the Poem just for Eva.....
From Dubai to Heathrow, we may be greeted by snow, the roads will be gritted and traffic so slow.
Radio 1's the familiar sound, as we drive home, where family and pets can be found.
Piping hot stew and warm crusty bread, no more AC the log fire instead.
Slippers on, the cat's on your lap, the dog's by your feet and he's taking a nap.
Jack Frost is outside as we look out the window, the Christmas Tree's glistening, we're back home for Chrimbo.
Tucked up in our beds, we hear noise on the roof, the noise we are hearing are reindeer hoofs.
It means he is here, santa himself, drinking the sherry you left on the shelf.
The big day arrives and we open our pressies, we tuck in to dinner then off for some bevvies.
Back for the Queens speech and a nap on the sofa, tomorrow's Boxing Day and Christmas will be over.
New years has arrived, the countdown is here, Big Ben strikes 12 and we let off a cheer.
And now it's all over, it's time to return, to the land of sand dunes and some serious sun burn.
From Dubai to Heathrow, we may be greeted by snow, the roads will be gritted and traffic so slow.
Radio 1's the familiar sound, as we drive home, where family and pets can be found.
Piping hot stew and warm crusty bread, no more AC the log fire instead.
Slippers on, the cat's on your lap, the dog's by your feet and he's taking a nap.
Jack Frost is outside as we look out the window, the Christmas Tree's glistening, we're back home for Chrimbo.
Tucked up in our beds, we hear noise on the roof, the noise we are hearing are reindeer hoofs.
It means he is here, santa himself, drinking the sherry you left on the shelf.
The big day arrives and we open our pressies, we tuck in to dinner then off for some bevvies.
Back for the Queens speech and a nap on the sofa, tomorrow's Boxing Day and Christmas will be over.
New years has arrived, the countdown is here, Big Ben strikes 12 and we let off a cheer.
And now it's all over, it's time to return, to the land of sand dunes and some serious sun burn.
#23
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
where did you get it done? did it cost alot?
#24
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
Ok so i've revised the Poem just for Eva.....
From Dubai to Heathrow, we may be greeted by snow, the roads will be gritted and traffic so slow.
Radio 1's the familiar sound, as we drive home, where family and pets can be found.
Piping hot stew and warm crusty bread, no more AC the log fire instead.
Slippers on, the cat's on your lap, the dog's by your feet and he's taking a nap.
Jack Frost is outside as we look out the window, the Christmas Tree's glistening, we're back home for Chrimbo.
Tucked up in our beds, we hear noise on the roof, the noise we are hearing are reindeer hoofs.
It means he is here, santa himself, drinking the sherry you left on the shelf.
The big day arrives and we open our pressies, we tuck in to dinner then off for some bevvies.
Back for the Queens speech and a nap on the sofa, tomorrow's Boxing Day and Christmas will be over.
New years has arrived, the countdown is here, Big Ben strikes 12 and we let off a cheer.
And now it's all over, it's time to return, to the land of sand dunes and some serious sun burn.
From Dubai to Heathrow, we may be greeted by snow, the roads will be gritted and traffic so slow.
Radio 1's the familiar sound, as we drive home, where family and pets can be found.
Piping hot stew and warm crusty bread, no more AC the log fire instead.
Slippers on, the cat's on your lap, the dog's by your feet and he's taking a nap.
Jack Frost is outside as we look out the window, the Christmas Tree's glistening, we're back home for Chrimbo.
Tucked up in our beds, we hear noise on the roof, the noise we are hearing are reindeer hoofs.
It means he is here, santa himself, drinking the sherry you left on the shelf.
The big day arrives and we open our pressies, we tuck in to dinner then off for some bevvies.
Back for the Queens speech and a nap on the sofa, tomorrow's Boxing Day and Christmas will be over.
New years has arrived, the countdown is here, Big Ben strikes 12 and we let off a cheer.
And now it's all over, it's time to return, to the land of sand dunes and some serious sun burn.
Sweet.....Christmas Karma on its way.
#25
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
It will be my first Christmas in the UK for 3 years ....
Last Christmas I gave you my heart but the very next "May" you gave it away!
This year to save me from tears I'll give it to someone special ....
Gettin all Xmasy already! ...
Last Christmas I gave you my heart but the very next "May" you gave it away!
This year to save me from tears I'll give it to someone special ....
Gettin all Xmasy already! ...
#27
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
Yeah go on Bison charm us ...
I look in your eyes, they're like Twinkling Stars among all the planets like Venus and Mars.
You look back at me in a flirtatious way, anxious and waiting to hear what I say.
I move in closer and whisper in your ear, the words make you shiver with passion not fear.
You close your eyes as I start to kiss you, I knew it was something that you wanted too.
The moment is perfect and we are at one, I turn on some music, your favourite love song.
This could get to steamy, i'll leave right there, this poems for you to show that I care.
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Ok so it was a bit soppy, but I think charming. I hope you liked it.
Bison
#28
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
Ok let's see......
I look in your eyes, they're like Twinkling Stars among all the planets like Venus and Mars.
You look back at me in a flirtatious way, anxious and waiting to hear what I say.
I move in closer and whisper in your ear, the words make you shiver with passion not fear.
You close your eyes as I start to kiss you, I knew it was something that you wanted too.
The moment is perfect and we are at one, I turn on some music, your favourite love song.
This could get to steamy, i'll leave right there, this poems for you to show that I care.
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Ok so it was a bit soppy, but I think charming. I hope you liked it.
Bison
I look in your eyes, they're like Twinkling Stars among all the planets like Venus and Mars.
You look back at me in a flirtatious way, anxious and waiting to hear what I say.
I move in closer and whisper in your ear, the words make you shiver with passion not fear.
You close your eyes as I start to kiss you, I knew it was something that you wanted too.
The moment is perfect and we are at one, I turn on some music, your favourite love song.
This could get to steamy, i'll leave right there, this poems for you to show that I care.
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Ok so it was a bit soppy, but I think charming. I hope you liked it.
Bison
MM, xx
#29
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
you need to watch it, you're ruining your street cred as dj bison, you know...
MM, xx
MM, xx
#30
Re: Who's going home for Christmas? (And a Poem by me!)
Ok let's see......
I look in your eyes, they're like Twinkling Stars among all the planets like Venus and Mars.
You look back at me in a flirtatious way, anxious and waiting to hear what I say.
I move in closer and whisper in your ear, the words make you shiver with passion not fear.
You close your eyes as I start to kiss you, I knew it was something that you wanted too.
The moment is perfect and we are at one, I turn on some music, your favourite love song.
This could get to steamy, i'll leave right there, this poems for you to show that I care.
---------------------------------------------------------------
Ok so it was a bit soppy, but I think charming. I hope you liked it.
Bison
I look in your eyes, they're like Twinkling Stars among all the planets like Venus and Mars.
You look back at me in a flirtatious way, anxious and waiting to hear what I say.
I move in closer and whisper in your ear, the words make you shiver with passion not fear.
You close your eyes as I start to kiss you, I knew it was something that you wanted too.
The moment is perfect and we are at one, I turn on some music, your favourite love song.
This could get to steamy, i'll leave right there, this poems for you to show that I care.
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Ok so it was a bit soppy, but I think charming. I hope you liked it.
Bison