I published version one of Xmas is a Present State of Mine on my writer's home website.
Here's the second version:
It's Christmas Eve, and I can relax for a time.
But wait! the patron staints of perfectionitis just reared their ugly, unwanted heads again.
I turn away, content in my ordinariness.
Past caring.
Done worrying.
Why, Xmas is perfect just the way it is.
And that jolly old Santa chap can go stick his sack where the sun don’t shine.
Coz tonight I’ll sleep like a chocolate log in a supermarket’s deep freeze.
You can make of that what you will.
Xmas is a present state of mine.
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Which version do you like best?
