My Christmas story...
Twas the night before Christmas And in my bed I lay
When I heard the reindeer pulling Santa's sleigh
The thought of seeing Santa was suddenly too much
And I got out of bed to the window without using my crutch
So now I stood a bit shaky hands on the window sill
My drink of water was handy so was able to take a pill
Going slowly very slowly I finally made it to my crutch
Felt my way out of the bedroom using a gentle touch
And then I had quite suddenly, arrived at the top of the stairs
Standing up on the back of my neck were my back of my neck hairs
It was then when I saw Santa, leaving presents under the tree,
I hope he stays awhile as I desperately need to pee
And he did hes still there when I finished, he's eating a mince pie,
I start off down the stairs, bad leg first I hear you cry
And then I meet Santa we shake hands and say hello,
All this in front of the fire with such a lovely glow
He looks at me and smiles and asks if my leg has been giving me gyp
And I explain that only a few weeks ago I was given a new hip
'I know' he says 'Remember Santa keeps a track of you all,
And just in case I hadn't kept up your surgeon gave me a call'.
'He said you weren't to worry just need to take your time
And sure enough you will find your recovery should be fine.
I have left you your present it's sitting under the tree
Which you can open tomorrow, its the thing you want most trust me'.
And then he sort of disappeared no longer to be seen
But I heard a voice in the distance saying, its the present you want most Dean.
I wake up on Christmas morning don't remember going back upstairs
Yeah yeah yeah good leg first I always take good care
Did I dream my meeting with Santa or was it all for real
The test would come when I open my gift that would seal the deal
So downstairs I go again and look under the Christmas tree
And there I espy lying there is a nice wrapped present just for me
I use my grabber to get it, not risking 90 degrees
And when I open up my gift I am filled with glee
So we move on to a couple of hours later and I am really happy
Had our family Christmas breakfast in a state of revelry
The opening of the present and the joy when you give
And opening everything else for me, Santa brought me a laxative
Prune juice, figs, senokot, ispaghula husk and methylcellulose
Has finally and decidedly ended all my woes.