It's very much in the ethos of the Punk movement to take one of your poems and randomly put it in a shop on display. To be honest I felt quite criminal doing it, but I thought it would be worth the effort.
I originally wanted to put this on display along with the seasonal CDs, but there were too many shoppers and too many staff pricing things, so it ended up in the Bargain Bin of DVDs next to a widescreen TV and a boxset of the Star Wars series.
Some of the joke of the poem may be lost on the transatlantic audience, unless dodgy seventies rockers are suddenly the in thing in the USA, so just in case I've put the link below to the original.
One of the better Christmas songs - just a shame that it's played so often...
Santa SLADE The Reindeer
(With Apologies To Noddy Holder)
Are you camping out in Tesco’s every night?
Are you watching all your money wave bye bye?
Are you sick and tired of adverts, telling you to shop?
Are you wondering “will the madness ever stop?”
Was it only just September yesterday?
Will the credit card man take your house away?
Are you sick of Christmas music, is there nothing on TV?
Except The Sound Of Music and Jaws 3
So here it is, bloody Christmas and the shopping’s never done
Wishing it was over, but it’s only just beg-u-un
So here it is, bloody Christmas, guess you’ve heard this one before
Lost sight of Jesus, what the hell is it all fo-o-or?