The Dockers Christmas Eve


He shouts ‘Christmas Eve
and all’s crap’
He sez giz half o’ best bitter
and half o’ cider and black
He’s thirty bob in his pocket
and ten park drive
Maureen’s grabbed the mic
she’s murdering I will survive
Flo feels the need to apologise
For Tommy’s little stories
and their Tony tellin’ lies
Sid swoons and stumbles
as Bing Crosby plays
Sheila shakes her head
sups her drink and walks away

And everyone borrows
from everyone else
And everyone drinks
to the health of themselves
Tales from the past
told through half empty glass
As the best time of year falls……..
and falls apart on ’em

Billy plays the bandit
to the sound o’ Slade
Charlie slams his pint down
cos his wife’s not been paid
Stan stands and drinks
to the bar and the wall
Kev throws his coat to the floor
to fight ’em all
Johnny orders two dark mild
and a sherry for his Mam
The cellophane’s off the sarnies
ya can’t see their gobs for boiled ham

An’ each drunken hug
is free love from top shelf
they leave as they came
with little to no wealth
happy thereafter
as tears follow laughter
as the best time of year falls…….
and falls apart on ’em

Eilleen shouts a line
and Barbara shouts for house
And on this eve before they leave
the winnings all get shared out
The landlord calls last orders
the last turn stands and sings
She sez everytime a bell rings
an angel gets it’s wings
With a gulp o’ stout her wings are out
she’s flying down to that dancefloor
She’s a new frock and she’s ready to rock
to the song their Donna asked for
The young uns they all vacate
via taxis into town
Joe and Jean are still serving
under shutters half way down
Old Jack gets his coat ready
for when it’s time to leave
He exhales one last song
and stands to sway along
for this will be his last Christmas Eve






About JB Barrington

The words & verse of JB Barrington; performance poet from Salford. Lovely stuff, touches heart strings and the odd raw nerve - Johnny Vegas Great poems; great delivery - Terry Christian A warm charm, a rapier wit and a real appreciation of words - Louder Than War
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