For Good Or Ill

It’s icy underfoot

A slippy shine

Step out at your peril

Wintertime

 

I need milk

I’ll have to venture out

Or stay here indoors

And go without

 

Many go without

All the time

Bombardment in Ukraine

Such a crime

 

Here in UK

A government in tatters

Death throes of disgrace

Nothing matters

 

All on strike

Things have got to change

Mick Lynch has the mike

Can Britain rearrange?

 

Folk will gather

Christmas time is here

In this bleak mid winter

What’s to cheer?

 

The old queen died

And dies a way of life

Goodbye to all that deference

Treat one another right

 

Brian Fahy

18 December 2022

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