Non-Erotic PoetrySinister ChristmasHe's gauche,
a leftie and wrapping paper
does not cooperate.
The colourful rolls wrestle,
conspiring secretly
to unroll when he least expects it.
Scissors, stubborn in his
gawky grip, revolt.
The tape gives viscous kisses
where it shouldn't
and won't stick where he wants.
The festive corners are not crisp,
the paper-wastage appalling
but he tries again
and again
until the pile is complete
and I promise
next year
we'll use cloth bags instead.
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