A quiet moment to reflect on the true meaning of Christmas

It was Christmas dinner, we were on the fourth course

I had finished the 3rd bottle of HP Sauce

My wife suddenly raged "It is no compliment

To cover this feast in your condiment!

A dash by potatoes I wouldn't harangue

But HP Sauce on Merangue?"

Yet I wasn't listening, I was in the pantry

Searching the shelves for a bottle of HP.

This was too much and my wife just burst

Jumped on the table where she cursed,

"You are no man and I'm about to throttle

A man sized brown sauce HP bottle!"

And for me that moment proved very tragic

Her wish was granted by Christmas magic

I looked in the mirror and there of course

Was a reflection of HP Sauce.

If there is a moral within these lines

Forgo HP and stick with Heinz!

Posted By: mickfoot, Dec 22, 09:30:04