poetry on christmas food and drink?

Answer 1

'Twas Christmas Day in the brothel
and all of the broth had been ate
a wee lassie sat in her nightie,
staring at a chewed after eight
she had spent 6 hours that morning,
doing some plucking and boning
you could still hear the other girls moaning
about how there was nothing to eat,
not even a wee xmas drink treat
with no turkey breast
there was no chance of the rest
no veg, gravy or spud
and no xmas pud
no cheesy selection
for their delectation
no wine, port or sherry
to help them feel merry
as she started to cry
she saw a mince pie
that Santa had left on a plate
beside the fire grate
with a note underneath
that took away her breath
"I'm watching after you
you know what to do"
so as quick as a flash
she got dressed & grabbed her cash
she was out of the door
she would do this no more
and with sleet at her feet
she looked for somewhere to eat
and for once she had luck
a Chinese restaurant made her crispy duck
she's working there now
its a nice place in Slough
and the male diners give her great tips
to ensure she has sealed lips

Answer 2

Here we go:

Oh Terry V. likes turkey
Bread sauce and Christmas Pud
And Terry V. will get some toys
From Santa if he's good.

By me.

Answer 3

tell me what u want included and i will write you your very own poem with a twist, alternativley, the obvious on that springs to mind is song lyrics not a poem, but christmas time miseltoe and wine by cliff richards, cheesy but apt
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Answer 4

murder on christmas tree and snow?