Thanks, John. I'll have to think or tink about that, as it was just to convince myself that 'dinking' exists, at least in sports commentators' jargon.
Meanwhile a seasonal stab at the challenge, avoiding your rhymes.
Dear Editor, am I alone
In thinking Christmas overblown,
A festival now so extended
Its power to charm has plainly ended?
The ads kick in when leaves are green
Then flash for months from every screen,
Gross, OTT, faux-empathetic,
To make the day itself bathetic.
What brainpower spent on snaring tots
Or grandmas, gluttons, geeks and sots!
Far better swinish influenza
Than tills’ long seasonal cadenza !
So out with salesmen’s bogus Yule,
This winter fraud, this business-tool!
Oh, come back Cromwell, good old Ollie,
And ban all turkeys, mince and holly!
Last edited by Jerome Betts; 12-30-2011 at 06:35 AM.
Reason: Revamp + extra stanza
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