Two Nights Before Christmas

'Tis two nights before Christmas and all thru the land

We're all realising 'twas all built on sand

The TD's have run for the country like hares

The bankers all hope we'll forget their affairs

The Churchmen are cowering in the corner in fright

Like that proverbial rabbit, caught in the light

The judges are sitting on top of their loot

Consultants are too - they don't give hoot

About those down the ladder - perhaps the first rung

Who are scrimping and scraping, not having much fun

But hurrah say the lads in their nice pin-striped jackets

Why are those poor making such a big racket?

We're okay with our bonuses which we rightly deserve

And the poor pointing at us have got quite a nerve

To those men and those women as rich as Croesus

Might be worth remembering the words of one Jesus

As you rich men barter or rich women wheedle

Ponder if you will, the eye of a needle

Can a camel pass thru it in a year or say, seven?

That's how easy it is for you to get to heaven

Perhaps as we think on this cold Christmas season

Our country will come back from the brink into reason

And to try figure out as a new decade dawns

If life's about bathrooms and holiday homes?

On a hushed Christmas night as we look at the stars

And ask ourselves exactly who it is that we are

Look around you and see, in the light from above

That the message of Christmas is all about love

For ourselves and our families, our neighbours and friends

And even for those who drive us round the bend

And maybe next year we'll see more in our community

Than a consumer or a sponger or a selling opportunity.

Merry Christmas to all my family, friends, supporters and readers. My humblest apologies for this bad poetry offering. But every now and then there's nothing I like more than a bit of ould rhymin' Call it my Christmas indulgence! Hope your Christmas is peaceful and fun and that 2010 brings everything good for you and yours. God bless. Mary.