A composition from our Christmas dinner at Sainsburys. A great lunch after a mornings work along the burn. I was asked to write something that contained the jokes from the crackers…….!!
Where do cows go on Saturday?
The works Christmas dinner
Sherlock Bones, she laughs.
You drop them a line,
a tour round the scheme,
open toad.
Turkey and all the trimmings,
he’s always stuffed.
Woodpeckers,
bin bags,
paper hats too small for our heads.
The shoppers eye us,
a mumble bee of trolleys.
Doyouthinkhesawus ?
Nah,
Cheers !
As we clink Irn Bru.
Put some bread under the gorilla
and a chipolata too.
An unexploded bomb, a present left over from the war,
pull the cracker,
Boom….. Boom….
Merry Christmas !
dominique cameron 
As that big ex wrestler from the American metal detecting program American Diggers would go – ‘B O O M B A BY,’ and a wee Scotsman would say to that Aye It Was Braw – Excellento Dominique
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