A time of love
S Sorrensen
Christmas is a time of love,
And love is all we need,
And perhaps some extra money,
To buy a Christmas tree.
Christmas is a time of love,
Of stress and short-term loans,
The kids need to see my love,
On the latest Apple phone.
Christmas is a time of love,
A time of domestic bliss,
When all the little kiddies,
Watch their parents hit the piss.
Christmas is a time of love,
Spend, spend, spend,
Buy crap from a corporation,
To increase its dividend.
Christmas is a time of love,
A time to relax,
Especially for polluters,
Without that pesky carbon tax.
Christmas is a time of love,
In the detention centre,
For children on Manus Island,
It’s prison guards, not Santa.
Christmas is a time of love,
I love this sunburnt nation,
I love her toxic gas fields,
And her ocean’s carbonation.
Christmas is a time of love,
A time of cheer, not grief,
So cheers to beer and barbie, mate,
And destruction of the Reef.
Christmas is a time of love,
Forget the ominous warning,
Because science is a commie plot,
Just like global warming.
Christmas is a time of love,
Of Australians proud and rugged,
Of privileged people, white and rich,
(Pensioners be buggered.)
Christmas is a time of love,
Celebrate the Australian tale,
The invaders are in government,
And the First People are in jail.
Christmas is a time of love,
Of Hockey’s latest pitch:
A debt for every student
But a tax break for the rich
Christmas is…
Actually,
Christmas is a shitty time,
And a drink is what I need,
And perhaps some extra money,
to buy some Christmas weed.
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