Postby nos_specialist » December 25th, 2013, 11:23 pm
Twas the night after christmas, My belly is filled
with pastelle, ham, turkey, and peardrax jus chilled.
I sat in rememberance of Jolly Saint Nic
dead at the plum tree, being poked with a stick
I laughed and i smiled cause i knew wat i've done
i took down that fat guy with a bullet from my gun
But Christmas wont stop, it will still come next year
We don't need a Santa or Flying Reindeer
So for those of you reading, you should already know
we live in a country that hasn't got snow
we got no big chimneys for Santa to fit
We dont have milk cookies, just plain crix biscuit
So next year at christmas do not tell a lie
Tell your children there's no santa
Even tho they will cry
Tell them they will get gifts, that you must go buy
So dont be too greedy...and dont have long eye
I bid you farewell,I hope you think this was funny
but jus wait till next april
i will kill the easter bunny.