Book V, Epigram 84 (Ker)

Now the boy, sad to desert his nuts, is recalled to school by his clamorous master; and, ill-betrayed by the sound of his fascinating dice-box, and just .dragged out of the secluded cook-shop, the boozy gambler is begging for mercy of the Aedile. The Saturnalia are all over, yet you, Galla, have not sent me any small presents, not even any smaller than usual. By all means let my December so depart; you know at any rate, I fancy, that your Saturnalia are coming presently, the Kalends of March; then I will return you, Galla, what you gave.