Went through the Christmas Card list,
Crossed out those who no longer exist,
Wrote the cards for those who were left,
Thought of others who were now bereft.
Went to the post-box up the road,
Put the cards in to shed my load.
Walked swiftly back into my home,
More cards for me on the floor in a dome.
Opened the first card and formed a fist,
This card was one not on my list.
So yet again I wrote more cards,
And once more sent my kind regards.