Christmas is coming

Rosie D

As Christmas draws near, we all hold a beer, in festive cheer. Except here's something queer, the numbers appear, to be dwindling here. Although the numbers may be small, let it not frighten you at all, because the prizes are still cool, and the drinks still full. With new winning teams, come smiles and beams, with those of the old, there hearts may grow cold. But all together under one roof, we ask ourselves the truth. Does it matter who comes out on top? When Christmas is but a skip and a hop?