roll on christmas.

i'm ready for a break.
i'll just eat,and sleep.
probably won't wash,
or even comb my hair,
much.
just be a lazy,dirty,smelly,arse-wipe,
for two weeks.

don't suppose this place'll be very busy,
on the 25th+26th.
so i might just turn to drink.
we'll see.
so ready for a rest though.
it's this fuckin weather.
and being 94 years old doesn't help.

oh well,
i've bought a lotto ticket,
so i can dream for a couple of hours.
please santa,
could you give our's a miss,
and send the reaper instead.
eric's christmas wish.
now that would be a good christmas.
yeah whatever.

ain' it funny how some of us cling to life,
like snot to a hankie,
and others,
well,
i won't dwell on it.