In Portsmouth city, where winter winds blow,
Let's sing a song of praise, with hearts a-glow.
Residential landlords, in the spirit of cheer,
For a year of hard work, we applaud with cheer.
In cozy homes, they weave a warm embrace,
Providing shelter, a comforting space.
Families nestled, safe and sound,
In the heart of Portsmouth, joy abounds.
Economy thriving, a local boon,
Landlords' efforts beneath the winter moon.
With every tenant, a community grows,
As prosperity through the city flows.
Houses once worn, now gleam anew,
Landlords working hard, a dedicated crew.
Improving stock, with each passing year,
A gift to the town, spreading festive cheer.
So here's to the landlords, with hearts so kind,
For the homes they provide, for the ties that bind.
In Portsmouth's embrace, a Christmas delight,
A toast to you all, on this winter's night.
Merry Christmas to the landlords fair,
Whose generosity fills the crisp winter air.
In Portsmouth's glow, under starry skies,
Cheers to you, with gratitude in our eyes.
Well - at least ChatGPT understands our value even if no one else does. Merry Christmas everyone!
