Square mints are brill

A minty chocolatey smell flowed through the air.

It seemed to be emanating from my chair.

But it wasn't there, so where?

I really did care.

 It was a tempting aroma I wanted in my tummy.

It smelt absolutely yummy.

Then I realised it came from under the tree and I honed in on it, I could not wait...

somebody had opened the After Eights.

Although it was only one o'clock I had to put it in my mouth,

and soon it's coolness went south.

We have to remember that After Eights are not only for this time of year.

You can eat them at anytime to gain that festive cheer.

Bully!

When someone is horrible to us, why do we not tell.

Why do we close up, when we really want to yell.

What is it about us that makes them think we are easy prey.

Is it because we do not want an affray?

Or is it because we are decent human beings and it sticks in their claw.

Because we're not creepy, unnatural and a stinking bore.

Is it because we have a life 

and all they have in their life is strife?

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You mutter under your breath and do not speak from the heart.

You're no better than a stinking fart.

I'm old enough and ugly enough to fight back now.

When you talk to me like that again, I'm going to reply in the same vain - you two faced nasty cow.

So, if you happen to be reading this little verse,

things for you may get worse.

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Oh dear, she's lowered me to her standard - I'm not having that!

She's just a nasty two faced bat.

But from now on, I won't try and make light conversation that always fulls flat.

There will be none of that.

I won't talk to you until you talk to me first.

Because this is not going to get any worse.

I'll do my job in a professional way.

As long as your tongue does not stray.

I'll take your mumbling, groans and sarcastic remarks with a pinch of salt.

Because I know it's not my fault.

Life is not fair, 

but you better be aware.

If you continue with this attitude, I will report you.

Because your comeuppance is long overdue.

Christmas should be:

Caring

            Heartwarming

       Respectful

     Idealistic

      Surprising

Tender

Merry

     Amazing

   Sincere

Bah! Humbug

Snappy, snappy, snappy.

Some people are just not happy.

Rant, rant, rant.

Sometimes people need a brain transplant.

Bicker, bicker, bicker.

Their dead heart has no flicker.

Down, down, down.

They constantly wear a frown.

Hateful, hateful, hateful.

They are as soft as cotton wool.

I always say live and let live.

But not when they have nothing to give.

I wish they would just keep their feelings to themselves and give us all a rest.

And don't keep thinking that their way is best.

Stop thinking that it is my way,

or you can take the highway.

So, if the above refers to you,

this is what you need to do.

Stop huffing and puffing and tutting,

and seek help for your constant muttering.

Take a rest from always being right.

Because one day, you won't win the fight.