Here Comes Santa

Oh dear no

Not again

Here comes Santa

With half a brain

Through the snow

Sleet and rain

Delivering presents

He must be in sane

With a bottle of brandy

And a big zoot too

As the reindeer's unite

Watching what the elf's do

As they pass it around

To one another

Oh yes a big bong

But why do they bother

Well to be honest

If you do a good deed

And are a true artist

Then you will succeed

For money means nothing

But surely does help

Yet the UK is exspensive

And in the pocket its felt

Yet some of us work for free

By busking on the street

To hopefully pay for accomadation

And maybe something to eat

Which isn't good

So don't be surprised

If people walking past us

Give us evil eyes

Sinking in deep

Right to your soul

As you try to change things around

To simply achieve your goal

One day it may happen

In a really crazy way 

As you become an artist

Who simply makes it I say

So never ever give up

Because it could happen to you

You could be up there with Santa

Who's a legend too

Along with his rendeer's

And elf's its true

Says me Dr Geebers

So how do you do

 

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

Feel the vibe

Right outside

With christmas lights

And christmas pride

As people shop

Side by side

For the ultimate gift

To go world wide

It may be a song

Or a flash car too

It may be a ring

As someone says I do

It may be a house

Or even a flat

It may be a squat

Which isn't all that

It may be a pebble

Loat at sea

It may be a hug

That comes for free

It may be a smile

From someone you adore

It maybe a book

That's total hardcore

Or it may be a chance

To help someone out

So they can do wonders

In a world full of doubt

To rise up through the masses

With art and words gallore

To spread the love of christmas

Simply once more

No matter if they are rich

No matter if they are poor

Christmas is the time to be jolly

This we know for sure

So party party party

The whole way through

And enjoy this time of year

While helping others too

For christmas is really special

For every boy and girl

As they feel something great

All around the world

And that's the love of life

That's been given to one and all

As we party party party

Get smashed and simply fall

For we are all lucky

Yet the truth is we are not

For some live in poverty

That others have forgot

And many will die

As you party without fear

So think yourseleves real lucky

And have a Happy New Year

I wrote this poem as i like many othe thousands of people have been homeless at this time of year. Please don't be afraid to help someone this winter who is less fortunate than yourself. There are many charities out there that try to help with homelessnes. Me myself personally i would rather give beding,clothing and money to those I see struggling because a lot of people on our streets don't get benifits and proper hot meals cost a fortune. Trust me I should know how hard it is to live on the streets and did a homeless awearness tour to prove that fact. The real problem is no local conaction no place no money no place no stabillity no place and if you end up becoming an addict of any discription many landlords don't want to help those on benefits but it is the only way to get accomadition in future.

Maybe one day I Dr Geebers through art and poetry can raise the funding to set up my own charity to create the flates and houses we need to start combating homelessnes and not hostels that have so many rules you are actually better of in prison. I can say this because i live in emergency housing accomadation and I am not allowed any visitors at all. So to change my life around from being on the streets I cannot have my girlfriend stayin my property or try to take my art on to the next level this is after I walked 6800 miles around the UK coastline been on TV and many newspapers. I had to become an addict after 17 years clean to get the help I am getting now and it isn't enough by a long shot.

Bad boy Santa

Hey you

Can you hear what I say

Santa's a pain in the ass

And he's flipping gay

I caught him the other night

With his trousers down

Giving some bloke a blow job

In some dirty fucking town

And Ruddolf he's a wanker

Didn't you fucking know

For using his red nose

To give Santa an awesome show

And all his little Elfs

Started singing christmas songs

As they skinned up joints

And passed the bong along

All getting high

While enjoying life too

Now this is the real Santa

And his bad boy crew

Who go out theifing

To get presents gallore

No much wonder the worlds suffering

And no one will open their door

That's why he's a fat bastard

Who ate all the pies

Because he's not stupid

He just fed us all lies

Giving us all hope

At this festive time of year

But he's really a bad boy criminal

Do you all hear

So don't listen to him

The pathetic fucking cunt

For he's nothing special

And that's putting it blunt

So if he comes to your door

With presents in his hand

You know their all ripped off

Do you fucking understand

And the police will come knocking

With a present of their own

And that's a night in the cells

So don't you fucking moan

Because you have been warned

All about this evil man

Who's a fucking well legend

With one awesome fucking plan



It’s that time of year again

It’s that time of year again
Where we all sing out loud
While dancing round the Christmas tree
To make our children proud

As we remember the Holy Son
Through Christmas at its best
With parties going all night long
To remember the Holy quest

It’s that time of year again
Where we all sing out loud
While dancing round the Christmas tree
To make our children proud

With mistletoe above the door
To give that ultimate Kiss
To that some you adore
Or who you truly miss

It’s that time of year again
Where we all sing out loud
While dancing round the Christmas tree
To make our children proud

With holly wreaths and tinsel too
And carols sung so sweet
By people that you love so much
Who live upon your street?

It’s that time of year again
Where we all sing out loud
While dancing round the Christmas tree
To make our children Proud

It’s that time of year again
Where we all sing out loud
While dancing round the Christmas tree
To make our children Proud

By Dr Geebers

It’s Christmas

It’s Christmas
It’s the time to have fun
It’s the time to remember
The Holy son

It’s Christmas
It’s time to rejoice
It’s time to party
To that special voice

It’s Christmas
It’s the time to enjoy
It’s the time to remember
That golden boy

It’s Christmas
It’s time to reach out
It’s time to spread
Love all about

It’s Christmas
It’s time to help others
It’s time to help poverty
Or sisters an brothers

It’s Christmas
It’s the time to have fun
It’s the time to remember
The Holy son

It’s Christmas

The children say im living the dream,

The children say im living the dream,
To be honest I dont know what they mean.

As I sit here under a darkened sky,
I ask myself, why oh why.

Im I crazy and lost my mind,
Or am I really one of a kind.

Well to be honest I dont care,
Because I dont belong anywhere.

Except some place where I create art,
That grabs that attention of someones heart.

Which means more to me than wealth or money,
Now does that make me an absolute dummy.

Well if it does then i dont mind,
Because I am me and im alive youll find.

With a heart of solid gold,
To share, to love and always hold.

In a way for that specal one,
Who loves life and loves fun.

By Dr Geebers

Jimmy's Christmas Day

It was Christmas Eve,
And all was well,
At Jimmy’s house,
So he could tell.

With not a whisper,
Or even a sound,
For Jimmy was sleeping,
So it was found.

All snuggled up,
Comfy in bed,
Hoping that Santa,
Would be well fed.

As he would bring presents,
Upon his sleigh,
For him to open,
The very next day.

That would make him smile,
With pure delight,
To bring him magic,
Oh yes that’s right.

“Wake up, wake up,
It’s Christmas Day,
With snow all around,
Hooray, hooray”.

Shouted young Jimmy,
As he awoke,
And ran down the stairs,
Cracking a joke.

Through the door,
Into the room,
“Aaaaaahhhhh. He shouted,
And began to boom.

“Oh no, oh no,
What’s happened here?
Oh no, oh no”,
He shouted in fear.

“What’s up, what’s up”,
His dad did say,
“Don’t tell me now,
He’s not come today”.

“He’s ate his pie,
He’s ate his cake,
He’s drunk his beer,
Make no mistake.

But where’s my presents,
That I don’t see,
Not one dad,
Under our tree”.

“What do you mean?
You must be joking”.
Said his dad,
Nearly choking.

As he got up,
To have a look,
While stumbling over,
On a book.

“Oh what’s this noise?
Oh what’s this racket?
Hold on my son,
I’m coming to check it”.

And then with that,
He got a shock,
There were no presents,
But an empty sock.

Nor a computer,
Or a TV,
They had been burgled,
So he could see.

Which made him angry?
And totally wild,
As Jimmy cried,
The poor young child.

“Come here my son,
Its ok,
I promise you now”,
His mum did say.

Then with that,
There was a bang,
At their gate,
Where it did hang.

Which made them run?
Into the back,
It was the thief’s,
Make no mistake.

“Stop, stop, stop,
Who ever you are”,
Shouted his dad,
To the ones in a car.

But would they listen,
Oh no way,
No not at all,
This Christmas day.

Until it happened,
Out of the blue,
When a neighbour,
Seen this to.

Which made him run?
Into his yard,
Open his gates,
By pulling them hard.

Then jumped into,
His brand new car,
Starting it up,
The crazy star.

Revved it slightly
And then let it rip,
Reversing it,
Oh what a hit.

Stopping the thief’s,
Dead in their tracks,
To give poor Jimmy,
His Christmas back.

“Oh thank you sir”,
Jimmy did cry,
“It’s ok my son,
It’s Christmas that’s why”.

“Now call the police”,
His dad did say,
“It’s done already,
There on their way”.

Shouted his mum,
Inside their door,
Feeling so happy,
About Christmas once more.

Then the police arrived,
And arrested the crooks,
Who didn’t get away?
With the things they took.

So Jimmy was happy,
Now wouldn’t you,
For poor young Jimmy,
Knew what to do.

And that’s enjoy Christmas,
Which is a must?
With family and friends,
The ones he can trust.

So have a Merry Christmas,
And a happy new year,
No matter what happens,
It’s Christmas you hear.

By Dr Geebers