‘tis the night after Christmas another year gone

Presents all opened, friends returned home

Turkey was scrumptious, pud a delight

Now shirt buttons are popping and trousers too tight

Father C has flown back to the land far away

Preparing already for next Christmas Day

‘tis the night after Christmas and a time to reflect

On the friends we have lost and the things we regret

The tears that were shed from the words that we said

Those little misdeeds that made us see red

We could have done better, we could have done more

But listen to me I’m becoming a bore

‘tis the night after Christmas, it’ll soon be New Year

once more we’ll be raising our glasses to cheer

out with the old and in with the new

a time for a change a time to renew?

I resolve to be better, not grumpy and thrawn

To try and be kinder, try not to moan

Look on the bright side we are all still here

And all being well we will still be next year

‘tis the night after Christmas and I wish you the best

I’m back to my bed for an overdue rest.