Yet more of Paul's funny Christmas poems. It would be quite understandable by this stage if you felt that you had overindulged and were feeling a little sick. Have another mince pie, a small glass of port and plough on the the end. Subjects covered in this Christmas selection include lecherous bosses, the Sons of Glendower and Health & Safety legislation, but all are accompanied by a suitably festive flourish.
Why do women suffer such disappointment when is comes to the Christmas gifts they receive from their partners? The simple answer may be that men are insensitive morons.
While most of Paul's Are you wearing… rightly belong in the sexy Christmas poems category, this elfish ears poem is gloriously bonkers and strangely politically incorrect.
The first of two poems about disappointing, or perhaps mischievously misleading, Christmas present.
And as the presents become more exotic, so the disappointments grows.
A the heart of every half-decent funny poem is a rip-roaring pun. I'll leave you to work out what lies at the heart of a half-indecent funny poem.
If you think from the title that council inefficiency will lie at the heart of this poem, you'd be completely wrong.
Another of Paul's Are You Wearing… poems which is festive, funny and overflowing with the spirit of Christmas. Quite literally so in this case.
The is quite simply nothing worse than a hangover, especially is you're the only one so afflicted.
More anti-American sentiment in a poem about the vulgarians' attempts to subjugate Christmas into a non-denominational festival to be enjoyed by all.
Husbands beware. Choose the wrong Christmas present for you beloved and you risk spending Christmas in the doghouse, whereas you can buy your wife pretty much anything.
A poem about a sufferer from the surprisingly common condition, SOD, better known as Seasonal Order Disorder.