So this is Christmas, and my work is done,
Another year over, out of office is on.
And so this is Christmas, it’s always a rush,
Louise spent last weekend, decorating her bush.
A very Merry Christmas, enjoy your work’s do,
Louise’s was last night, she threw up down the loo.
And so this is Christmas (work is over)
The eating won’t stop (if you want to)
One more roast potato (work is over)
And my belt will go pop (if you want it)
And so happy Christmas (work is over)
Drinks every night (if you want it)
Six beers and a Baileys (work is over)
And heartburn to fight (now)
A very Merry Christmas, when Gaviscon’s king,
Expelling the excess, takes a toll on your ring!
And so this is Christmas (work is over)
Loose pants I will wear (if you want it)
My faves on the telly (work is over)
Like Where Eagles Dare (if you want it)
And so happy Christmas (work is over)
May your presents be great (if you want it)
But that CD by Coldplay (work is over)
Is OK to hate (now)
So here’s to your Christmas, and big plans for New Year.
A chinese and Jools Holland, and maybe two beers.
Work is over, yes I’ll flaunt it, work is over now……..
Happy Christmas from us all to you!
Till the next time……
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