Grimbeau

Epiphany mistook for Advent!

This tells a tale or ten…

Lost is Yulespace, got mashed, and crashed to earth.

Splat!

The last day of Xmas.

Today the alchemists bearing the yearly cold, lack of sense and mirth

pitch up, begging favours, selling usury. Usual cobblers;

Wealth, divinity, and death – too late lads, I will say,

Got that on Black Friday mugging happy shoppers

(bagged a drone charger and a ten foot serene flatscreen)

No, today its back to bollocks with a bang

Like all good things,

so must bad things

End.

Bring it on, Xenophon!