Snarlers for Chrissy dinner??? Don't forget the sweet potatoes, mashed or roasted pumpkin - YES, pumpkin! - though butternut will suffice. Then there is the cheese sauce for the broccoli.

o/' Have yourself a very, merry Christmas... Happy New Year too... o/'

MERRY CHRISTMAS

MERRY CHRISTMAS - It's nearly time for Santa's annual visit!!

Glossary:

Land of Oz Australia
Kiwi Native bird unique to NZ - ordinarily unable to fly
Hangi Traditionally cooked in the ground on heated river stones (Maori)
All Blacks NZ rugby team

The jolly old man, all dressed in red; from the North Pole he will fly
His reindeer now in perfect form to traverse across the sky.
The lands from down and very under; 'neath starry skies they wait
The much awaited yearly visit, from their dear old northern mate.

When he reaches the Land of Oz there's a very beaky scout
He's there to lead the reindeer; he carries a lot of clout.
Good heavens, did you see that? It's a Kiwi up ahead!
Flying in front of the reindeer; leading the sleigh with the man in red!

A "Ho! Ho!" sounds across the skies from the jolly old man of fun
The Kiwi flies to the Southern Cross; to the land of the rising sun.
Summer time is the season; of the southern hemisphere
And Santa sure begins to feel, the heat as he's drawing near.

A mighty cheer meets his covered ears; it's mums and dads below
They have had their full of Christmas "cheer" and the booze is running low.
The hangi; it went down a treat; the All Blacks did the haka
They wave to our scout Kiwi; who provided the magic marker.

Santa lands the sleigh upon a roof; a roof of corrugated tin
Unlike a roof in a northern house; it makes an almighty din.
He delivers the children's presents; made by the elves at the Pole
Then partakes of the "cheer" from a bottle of beer; he's a merry, merry, merry old soul!

By the time he calls at the very last house his "cheer"; it runneth over
With his cheeks bright pink and his nose aglow; he's northbound now, moreover.
Having left his scout called Kiwi in the land of the rising sun
He completes his yearly mission; in the northern hemisphere run.

Next time you see old Santa, think of the miles he flies
From the North Pole to the South Pole; and home before the sun does rise.
He doesn't have a union; to bargain his long night hours
Nor pesky local councils; ticketing the sleigh; those excessive powers.

All is done in the name of love; to impart some Christmas joy
Nothing to do with politics or some conspiracy ploy.
Santa wants you to enjoy your Christmas; the Kiwi scout does too
A Merry Merry Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you!

CrystalFire December 2006

Merry Christmas,

If you're around foggy 7'oaks I still owe you a pint!

Found this website, you've probably seen before, but I liked it

http://www.arseiam.com/

Sid