To All A Good Night

Lost on Christmas Eve eve,

He threw something down my neck.

I didn't check what it was.

When he says "Trust me," I never need to check.

Then he helped me up,

And the next thing I know we were lying naked and it had started to snow.

So I was late for work - Hungover, dazed, and freezing.

But we still made time to demonstrate how we'll wear it, come the season.

Not a creature stirred. No mother, no mouse.

But I still tip-toed down the hall and sneaked out of the house.