Twas the night before Christmas, and less I could care, Just playing with Pepi and getting nowhere,
My hair stood on end, my feet hit the mat, one hell of a racket, my god! what was that!
Shingles from the roof came tumbling down, and as I looked out they were all on the ground,
I made a dive for the parlour my pants in my hands, How much of this bullshit can one person stand,
Just as I thought twas our jolly old friend, down the chimney he came, ass over end,
That's who it was I could tell by his dress, All covered with deer shit, a hell of a mess,
He came limping out in a pile of soot, bitching cause Prancer had stepped on his foot,
By his grunts and his groans his heaves and his sighs, I knew right away he was pissed to the eyes,
He upset the tree fell over a chair, and did nothing but bitch all the time he was there,
"All these damn kids will drive me berserk, you have all the fun, I have all the work,"
His junk was all broken and spread on the floor, and I saw when he turned that his britches were tore,
Exposed to the cold his ass was all blue, he screamed, " I'll be glad when this damn night is through"
He dug and he scratched, the seven years itch, He gave it to me the son of a bitch,
I guess all his capers finally went to my head, I grabbed the old bastard and must have seen red,
I kicked his fat ass right out of the room, If he ever comes back it'll still be too soon,
I heard him exclaim 'ere he drew out of site, "Piss on you all, what a hell of a night."
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