Twas the Friday night before Christmas, when all through the house. Not a creature was stirring, cos they were all down Molly's to enjoy live music and themselves 'til 4am. With the wisest of them getting there early to avoid queues n' that.
*That started strong and poetic,
but ended up weak and pathetic.
*Hey. Look at that. We can rhyme. Kind of 🤦♀️
