Doris' Doily Mail

With all this globally warmed snow, it's a wonder anyone's
got time to stuff a turkey - I haven't that's for sure, far too busy
stuffing meself into six layers of thermal pants.
Any road up, let's look after our planet while
there's still enough heat to bake yer mince pies.


WEATHER - BEATEN ?

Someone said in Africa elephants won’t move,
Til you kick ’em up the arse, when it’s time to prove
Who’s the boss, largest trunk, herder of big tribe,
Leading to fresh water so they can imbibe,
But once on the caravan it’s too hard to stop,
Ev’rything makes way - forest, field and crop,
So although Copenhagen treaty’s very weak,
Whilst poorest nations still play hide and seek,
Some plastic tractor wends its brittle way,
Keeping China fumigating to the USA,
Elephantine millions stood up and marched,
Wind-power champions before earth’s parched,
Peaceful petitions flew in cyber space,
Desmond the Nobel setting up new pace,
Personally appealing to the greater good,
Stop chopping Amazon for a bit of wood !
Vigils all over, calling for what’s fair,
Binding pollutants from fouling our air.
Meanwhile, snowstorms fell right on cue,
Two degrees hotter ? P’raps for a few -
Railed channel tunnel stuck overnight,
Old folk and children had such a fright,
Ice and hail stones kept frozen North,
But Santa’s reindeer still stride forth -
Carols and mincemeat, red furry hat,
Cards from old friends fall on yer mat,
Parties and puddings, pastry and pies,
(Most of which ends up stuck on yer thighs),
Discos and glitter, nuts and mulled wine,
After the Solstice, twinkle stars shine,
Tinsel and Turkey, perfectly formed,
With crisp roast potatoes, globally warmed,
Let’s care for our planet - but just watch out
For greenhouse gas from that brussel sprout !

Merry Christmas everyone !
Luv doris x

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