Recently there have been at least a couple of Christmas themed poems on Facebook about the trials and tribulations of living with an autistic person. Here’s my sort-of-heartfelt, sort-of-satirical, spoof about the trials and tribulations of living with neurotypicals. Yes, it’s even tackier than I intended. Enjoy!
‘Tis the lead up to Christmas, and all through the day,
Festive preparations are well on the way.
We’re all in the kitchen surrounded by mess.
There’s work to be done, no time to de-stress!
Cake decorating here, mince pies baking there
And us walking into each other everywhere.
Can’t judge where to step – wait, am I in the way?
Too much talking and mess jumbled up in the fray.
So I’ll step away from the chaos and cake.
With too much going on, I could do with a break.
I like Christmas, yes, but it can get too mad
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