What a wonderful thing that it would be be,
To have a jolly old family Christmas at Sea.
It’s finally December you see, A glorious time for festivity.
Singing Christmas song,
Whilst the bells from land ring a ding dong.
We hope many presents Santa shall bring,
Despite there being no chimney or ceiling.
Stuffing their faces with mince pies,
The children unusually quiet,
Trying to repent for the last year’s white lies,
Im order to not miss out on gifts and surprise.
Adults drink cider and mulled wine,
Lossening their belts,
Preparing to heavily dine devine.
Music now blasts from the radio,
Playing all the classic songs.
Feet tap under the table to the familiar beat,
As candid vibrations jiggle from seat to seat.
Turkey and all the trimmings,
A toast to new beginnings.
This Christmas spent at Sea,
Was perfect for that family,
And everything they wanted it to be.