CHRISTMAS DAY IS SECURE POEM, PASS IT ON

#1
IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY ALL IS SECURE

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
HE LIVED ALL ALONE
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE
I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE
AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE

I LOOKED ALL ABOUT A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE
NO TINSEL NO PRESENTS NOT EVEN A TREE
NO STOCKING BY THE MANTLE JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS
WITH MEDALS AND BADGES AWARDS OF ALL KINDS
A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND

FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT IT WAS DARK AND DREARY
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY
THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING SILENT ALONE
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME

THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER
NOT HOW I PICTURED A LONE BRITISH SOLDIER
WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO THE FLOOR FOR A BED

I REALISED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS

WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT
SOON ROUND THE WORLD THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY

THEY ALL ENJOY FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE
I COULDN'T HELP WONDER HOW MANY ALONE
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME

THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY
THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE
'SANTA DON'T CRY THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE
I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM I DON'T ASK FOR MORE
MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY. MY CORPS'

THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP
I COULDN'T CONTROL IT I CONTINUED TO WEEP

I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS SO SILENT AND STILL
AND WE BOTH SAT AND SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHTS CHILL
I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD DARK NIGHT
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOUR SO WILLING TO FIGHT

THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE
WHISPERED 'CARRY ON SANTA ITS CHRISTMAS DAY ALL IS SECURE'
ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT
'MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT'

THIS POEM WAS WRITTEN BY A PEACE KEEPING SOLDIER STATIONED OVERSEAS
THE FOLLOWING IS HIS REQUEST I THINK IT IS REASONABLE.

PLEASE WOULD YOU DO ME THE KIND FAVOUR OF SENDING THIS TO AS MANY PEOPLE AS YOU CAN

CHRISTMAS WILL BE COMING SOON AND SOME CREDIT IS DUE TO OUR BRITISH SERVICE MEN AND WOMEN FOR OUR BEING ABLE TO CELEBRATE THESE FESTIVITIES.
LETS TRY IN THIS SMALL WAY TO PAY A TINY BIT BACK OF WHAT WE OWE
 
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#5
Ah. The Night before Christmas poem. Must be time to start digging those frigging decorations out from the loft again... :x










:wink: Cheers for the reminder..
 
#7
wedge35 said:
Doesn't get any better with age - it's still absolute fcuking doggrel
For those that thinks it's something to do with Battersea.

dog·ger·el (dôgr-l, dgr-) also dog·grel (dôgrl, dg-)
n.
Crudely or irregularly fashioned verse, often of a humorous or burlesque nature.
[From Middle English, poor, worthless, from dogge, dog; see dog.]

It's also American pants (Corps is a clue)
 
#8
Talentless and instantly forgetable sentimental claptrap. I won't be passing it on to anybody.
If you read that out in a real NAAFI you'd be ducking for cover under a fusilade of beer cans and obscene jeering before you'd completed the second verse.
 
#9
Is anybody outraged though? :?
 
#10
Let's see if we can jointly beat MDN's version - can't do it alone but I can start you off.......


Twas the night before Christmas
And his very best mate
Was his latest girlfriend
Who he had to inflate

.........
 
#11
Twas the night before Christmas
And his very best mate
Was his latest girlfriend
Who he had to inflate

The immediate problem
At this juncture
His latest girlfriend
Had a puncture
 
#12
Twas the night before Christmas
And his very best mate
Was his latest girlfriend
Who he had to inflate

The immediate problem
At this juncture
His latest girlfriend
Had a puncture

With gusto and zest
The hole he did plug
And rested a palm
On a huge plastic jug
 
#13
Twas the night before Christmas
And his very best mate
Was his latest girlfriend
Who he had to inflate

The immediate problem
At this juncture
His latest girlfriend
Had a puncture

With gusto and zest
The hole he did plug
And rested a palm
On a huge plastic jug

With some harry-black maskers
and a lung of fresh air
Taiwan's tits of magnitude
he managed to bear
 
#15
You cnut you spoiled our shkespeare!

Fckit!!! :D
 
#16
Twas the night before Christmas
And his very best mate
Was his latest girlfriend
Who he had to inflate

The immediate problem
At this juncture
His latest girlfriend
Had a puncture

With gusto and zest
The hole he did plug
And rested a palm
On a huge plastic jug

With some harry-black maskers
and a lung of fresh air
Taiwan's tits of magnitude
he managed to bear

Despite the rudeness
Of the recent interruption
He had in his mind
Some kind of corruption
 
#17
He was on the maingate
And with gun he'd made ready
Single shot he'd selected
His aim was so steady
 
#18
Twas the night before Christmas
And his very best mate
Was his latest girlfriend
Who he had to inflate

The immediate problem
At this juncture
His latest girlfriend
Had a puncture

With gusto and zest
The hole he did plug
And rested a palm
On a huge plastic jug

With some harry-black maskers
and a lung of fresh air
Taiwan's tits of magnitude
he managed to bear

Despite the rudeness
Of the recent interruption
He had in his mind
Some kind of corruption

He was on the maingate
And with gun he'd made ready
Single shot he'd selected
His aim was so steady

On the Guardroom roof
He heard a loud clank
What the fuck's that he snarled
Disturbing my wank
 
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