At this time of year it is patently clear that the males are the ones who are blest.

Another Lonely Christmas for Mrs R Reindeer....

Christmas Party times of the 80's. How that generation "tiptoed through the tulips".

'Twas the night before Christmas and Santa's a wreck... How to live in a world that's politically correct? His workers no longer would answer to "Elves".

A middle aged, sad bloke writes a letter to Santa in the hope a having a buxom lass delivered down the chimney! Note: This poem was created in Lancashire - UK (It helps if you imagine the accent!)

At Xmas time when we were kids, we were bloody poor, and Santa weren't too generous when he knocked upon our door....

Originally written for our inclusion in our family christmas cards - a true story. The ups and downs of a Christmas Tree.

I've been getting ready for Christmas, I'm revving up for the great day. My credit card's cracked and my freezer is packed coz I started my shopping in May

The right gift is never forthcoming...

My father was Catholic of a true Irish strain It was a point of honour that from the first Sunday in Advent he never drew one sober breath The Lord was toasted / made welcome in every inn.

Now here's a recipe that I think is just fine: Find a pot and some fire for heating. Get some parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme; Say "Hello" ..... It's Season's Greetings....

From an old bird who's been well stuffed.....

All I want for Christmas is a pair of nice young men, A football team . League or Union . I don't mind, ...

No one understands why I don't seem to worry that I have not started Christmas shopping. It's just that I make up my mind what I want to buy and just go out and buy it!

A good poem to include in your Christmas Card.

Ho! Ho! Ho! and Jingle Bells, What's all the fuss about? The rich food and the drinkies, Only inflame my bloody gout. ...

I saw an ad for a Christmas CD on TV. We haven't even tricked or treated yet. Santa has booked his flight.

Dashing through the bush, in a rusty Holden Ute, Kicking up the dust, esky in the boot,...

Wracking my brain for a suitable few lines for a self-made christmas card - I kind of got carried away and ended up with this..

NO! Couldn't Be! Is It... Santa? ;o)

A sleigh-load of foreigners, obviously seeking asylum in Australia, was turned back from entering Australian waters by the navy, Immigration Minister Mr Phillip Ruddock announced today.

You thought Santa spent Christmas Eve with reindeers--are you in for a surprise!

Life and times of two old love junkies from the Swinging Sixties, of London's Kings Rd Chelsea

For a "thank you" letter ….

My poem is a silly parody to the ancient poem "Twas the Night Before Christmas"

Christmas is coming. I hate this time of year. Here's a poem that destroys my festive cheer.

Be warned, this is long, but I have been told it is worth the read :)

I've been getting ready for Christmas, I'm revving up for the great day. My credit card's cracked and my freezer is packed coz I started my shopping in May

The time had come around again it was time to get our tree In the car we piled us boys, my sister on mum's knee...

Ah, the Holiday Season... Family, friends, and the joy of... receiving! ;o)

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the skies, Air defenses were up, with electronic eyes.....

Twas the month after Christmas and all through the house Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

How much do we REALLY know about this Santa Claus guy?

It's here again, it's Christmas time, That glorious event, That brings together families And relatives and friends.

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