Presents, presents everywhere from Santa's grotto to our Christmas tree.

Wrapped and labelled for them or me.

As the night ticks by the presents lay there waiting to be ripped open.

CRASH the tears of a child's new toy that had been broken.

On to the next toy, what will it be?

An x-box wow so great that's all the presents but no, another present just in my sight.

I open the present still pondering what will it be?

A movie ,a pet?

But no, a pair of fluffy of fluffy socks.