Our December competition was for a Christmas poem, and we had some great entries. Here are the poems our members wrote, I never knew we had such a talented membership!
Lawshall has a WI
Its members full of cheer
With thinks to do, and speakers too
We’ll have a good new year!
We had a little turkey
His name was Michael Winner
And on that special Yuletide day
We served him up for dinner.
There once was a small Christmas elf
Who got put out of sight on a shelf
He’d been a bad boy,
Instead of making a toy,
He said “Santa, do it yourself!”
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
What a lovely sound
Children singing carols
Snow is on the ground
Santa is coming tonight
Twinkling lights in windows – what a pretty sight
Santa’s on his way, he’s loaded up his sleigh
With the gift and toys
for all the good girls and boys
What a lovely time of year
Everyone raise a glass and be of good cheer!
A Merry Christmas to you all
and a Happy new Year
There once was a woman from Lawshall
Whose culinary skills were just awful
Her cranberry jelly
Would give you a pain the belly
and her Turkey should be considered unlawful
A new group in the village, the WI
What could they offer me, I sigh
Body combat, corsets and craft
A cuppa, good company and a laugh!
Now poems, oh dear, well at least I did try.
There’s a fairy on our Christmas tree
She’s made to sit on top
But everytime she tries to see
She thinks she’s going to drop
So he keeps her eyes tightly closed
And hopes noone will
Then one day she nearly dozed and had to grab the tree
Looking around for some handles
She nearly mistook the candles
Swinging, swaying with a lurch
She nearly fell from her lofty perch
All around are baubles bright
Which doesn’t help her with her fright
Tinsel, fir cones, chocolate too
Whatever’s a girl supposed to do.
Now Mr Cat approached with glee
He spyed poor fairy in the tree
He thought she might be good and tasty
Which made the fairy look quite pasty
Up he went from light to light
With fairy crying, taking fright
Decided she would have to leap
So down she felt in crumpled heap
Mum came in and found her there
Cat was washing with no care
But Mum knew who was naughty cat
For climbing trees was much too fat
So on a diet they agree
And banished him from that tree
Alas the cat has lost his dinner
And so the fairy was the winner
My little boy jut came to me,
and told me what he saw
a great fat man all dressed in red
was coming to the door.
He knocked three times
‘Hello’, we said ‘and what have you got there?’
A great big sack all full of toys, for little girls and boys.
‘But where is Rudolf and your sleigh?’
My little boy cried out.
Upon the roof parked in the snow, and ready set to go.
We have a busy night tonight, we musn’t be too slow.
‘But it’s all wrong’ my little boy sad, tears within his eyes.
‘It’s down the chimney you should come?
Has Mum been telling lies?’
‘No, no’ said he, his face now red his hands behind his back
“The chimneys now are far to small, my tummy’s far too fat’
‘Besides young man, should you be here?
I rather think as not’
‘For past your bedtime it is now, you should be in your cot’
Have pleasant dreams with snow filled themes
And lots of Christmas cheer’
With that a noise of reindeer hooves, a jingle of some bells.
And in his sleigh he rode away
Until this time next year.
A Christmas Poem
Tis the season to be jolly
But there’s no berries on my holly
The mistletoe has faired no better
and Santa has not got my letter!
A tale of woe I hear you say
but there’s still time til Christmas Day
to get out the felt and the knitting
and get busy crafting intstead of sitting
feeling glum and feeling sad
thinking all the world’s gone bad.
Our Christmas Tree will still look festive
with decorations that are suggestive
of an evening spent at the WI
Busy crafting while eating pies
and partaling of delicious mulled wine
Our Christmas Day will still be fine.
So it will be the season to be jolly
with articificial berries on felt made holly
this is no time for gloom and sadness
let’s rejoice in the season with a heart full of gladness.
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