......
THE BELATED CHRISTMAS SING* took
place tonight, with the sisters and brothers-in-law
and aunties and uncles and cousins and nieces and nephews
(and the grandson of a cousin--whatever relationship title that is!)
of the yard man.



It's a Christmas tradition that stretches back
nearly three decades, all of us scrunched
together and singing our hearts out,
fueled by the smorgasbord of food
we've just wolfed down.

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*It's always belated, traditionally belated,
supposed to be belated!