At Christmas time, while most enjoy the day
please spare a little thought for those who can't.
For those who have agreed to toil away,
so humbly, unlike those who rave and rant.
The firemen, police and hospitals,
The Forces and the ones who tend the sick
These selfless souls alleviate the ills
regardless of the needless rhetoric
from those who take for granted what they do.
Who blindly just expect that it's their job.
A special day for just the lucky few?
(Whose main concern's the veggies on the hob?)
I doff my cap to all who work this day
(And triple time is not too much to pay; ¬)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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I used to write poems to pass the time on Christmas Days I had to work. Luckily, that's no longer the case.