A CHRISTMAS STORY IN RHYME

Naughty Santa

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‘Twas the night before Christmas–Old Santa was pissed.
He cussed out the elves and threw down his list.
Miserable little brats, ungrateful little jerks.
I have a good mind to scrap the whole works!

I’ve toiled like a mule for damn near a year,
Instead of ‘Thanks Santa’–what do I hear?
The old lady bitches cause I work late at night.
The elves want more money–The reindeer all fight.

Rudolph got drunk and goosed all the maids.
Donner is pregnant and Vixen has AIDS.

Flying through the air…dodging the trees
Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees
I’m quitting this job there’s just no enjoyment
I’ll sit on my fat ass and draw unemployment.

Might not even show up for Christmas this year… want to know the reason?
Found me a blonde. I’m going to Florida for the season.


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