And the story continues...

Part 12

They went back to the past, when Scrooge was quite slim
He saw himself Laughing and drinking gin.
He was chatting and laughing and looking dead smart
The thought of his past it nearly broke his heart

He'd been young and handsome and full of fun
Just look at him now he was really glum
I've got to change and be nice to folk
Laugh with people, have a joke.

Part 13

Back we must return the spirit said
Safe and snug to your warm bed
It's still very dark it's the middle of the night
The clock must have stopped it's not even light.

Again he crept silently under the sheet
A hot water bottle tucked at his feet.
He dropped off to sleep straight away
Like the baby Jesus laid in the hay.

Part 14

The clock struck three he woke with a start
Through his chest he felt hi pounding heart
The next ghost came with a flash and a roar
She didn't even use the bedroom door.

Come with me out into our street
The poor of London you will very soon meet
I am the ghost of this present year
I'll show you how people live in poverty and fear.

Part 15

This is what Christmas is like for some folk
It's really not funny it's no sort of a joke
He showed him the squalor out in the street
Beggars and children with nothing to eat

Animals and children on the pavement they lay
Would their horror and suffering ever go away?
Gangs of thieves robbed and stole
There was no such thing as the dole.

Part 16

Scrooge began to weep and cried out in shame
His life would never be the same
Enough for now the spirit said
Most of these poor folk will soon be dead.

Go back to your house and say a prayer
We really need people who honestly care
This time he found it hard to get back to sleep
He lay in his bed counting sheep.