All thru the night, Nickie traveled the world wide
His agenda, to search for moms to have on the side
He put on his fat suit to hide his bones and sinew
Mrs. C's so frigid, "X"mas moms are back on the menu
Hovering over Denmark, Nickie saw chimneys abound
Many red lights blinking, pure heaven he found
He shimmied down one, landing right on his point
She screamed, he groaned, then they lit up a joint
Alas little Joe, awoke and came down the stairs
Mommy & some white beard asleep with no cares
Joe grabbed the cookies and shouted, Dad, you better hit the deck
Daddy came running but fell almost breaking his neck.
Daddy unconscious lay flat on his face
Nickie woke up and quickened his pace
Up the chimney as Mommy shot him the finger
He smiled and ho ho(ed), so glad that he had banged her
The night was close to turning into day
Rudy and the others didn't have much to say
Coming up the driveway, Mrs. C in a black negligee
With hot coco and biscuits and a bowl full of hay
c2010 LLR 1215
Ha! So glad to see you still have that wonderful, witty way of writing. You really do this so well.. You have taken Old St Nick and his co-horts to a new 2010 level.. I love this tongue in cheek piece!!!
ReplyDeleteNice to see you Lee Lee..
I enjoy Christmas satire :) This put a smile on my face.
ReplyDelete'Twas right before Christmas
ReplyDeleteAnd all through the house
All the hipsters were laughing
Except for the mouse, which the cat had caught and was busy gutting. But I digress...