A poem for Xmas
Posted: December 7th, 2009, 10:07 pm
He laid her on the table, so white, so clean, so bare.
His forehead wet with beads of sweat, he rubbed her here and there.
He touched her neck, felt her breast, then drooling felt her thigh.
The slit was wet, and all was set, he gave a joyous cry.
The hole was wide.....he looked inside, all was dark and murky.
He rubbed his hands and stretched his arms..... and then he stuffed the turkey!
May I be the first to wish you all (and your dirty little minds) a very MERRY XMAS!
His forehead wet with beads of sweat, he rubbed her here and there.
He touched her neck, felt her breast, then drooling felt her thigh.
The slit was wet, and all was set, he gave a joyous cry.
The hole was wide.....he looked inside, all was dark and murky.
He rubbed his hands and stretched his arms..... and then he stuffed the turkey!
May I be the first to wish you all (and your dirty little minds) a very MERRY XMAS!
