No Christmas gift of TNL

’Twas the month before Christmas and here in the Bay, The TNL suffered yet one more delay. While tenders were published a previous year; Phil cancelled it all, his message was clear: “A tram’s more important than roads in the Bay. We talk about safety for something to say. Four lanes with a median would cut down the death But you’re not going to get it, so don’t hold your breath. A fix for the road would be a wonderful gift.

But I am the boss, my finger won’t lift.

A bypass was promised by NZTA,

How far in the future? They just cannot say.

Just wait for the end of their next road review, Another report; won’t say anything new. We will drop all the speeds, as well, to annoy. The revenue, we claim, is not really our ploy. Steel wires on the roadside will come sometime soon, Their arrival will have you quite over the moon.

The bikies don’t like them they’ve made that quite plain, But that’s what you’re getting so don’t you complain.

We’ll spend many millions on wires and stuff While you’re stuck in traffic, sat down on your chuff. You see; cars are evil — you should take the bus, If you changed all your ways, there would be no fuss. My mind is made up, Genter thinks quite alike

It’s high time you walked, or at least rode a bike. En route to the Beehive we don’t feel your pain, Your taxes allow us to travel by plane.

It’s quite clear the reason the TNL’s dead:

You all voted blue when you should have ticked red.”

But once a year a man in red does lift the spirits of children everywhere as he spreads his Christmas cheer.

Let’s put the road aside for a week or two, enjoy our families and the real meaning of Christmas — of families; of friends; of giving; of love; and good cheer.