It’s not all mistletoe and wine

It’s not all Mistletoe and Wine

The bin crew are on holiday, a fact we know too well.
Rubbish is overflowing and then there’s the ‘orrible smell.
Rancid garlic and herb pate that was once our first course.
Soggy cauli florets in a glutinous cheddar cheese sauce.

Slimy carrots, snips and sprouts with awful bits in.
Then add in the peelings and parings from our kitchen.
Greasy taters, stuffing, turkey, skin and bones.
The odour permeates throughout our home.

It’s in the bin for days while it decomposes.
An ever-increasing assault on our delicate noses.
We don’t deny the bin crew their well-earned break.
But something must be done and that’s no mistake.

A trip to the tip that’s what’s required.
Although that stench in the car isn’t desired.
I suppose I should just wear a mask,
Hold my nose and perform the task!

So off I go while frantically hoping,
When I get there the tip will actually be open