There once was a man named A. Weiner
Who had quite the lascivious demeanor.
He'd pick up his phone,
On the porcelain throne
And proceed to selfie his peener.
The elves had a shite attitude,
to Santa they were downright rude. They told him to stick it
Santa roared, "That's the ticket!
Now I'll find out what elves taste like stewed!"
There was a young reindeer who liked prancing
And Rudolph, he found it entrancing
Prancer called him a poseur
who reeked of fake myrrh
the deer claimed it was dill and kept dancing.
My stockings are up in the attic, but my ankles and knees are rheumatic.
They are horribly weak, and when climbing, I shriek
but when waltzing I get quite ecstatic.
My aunt has a voice like a trumpet
She also is quite the strumpet.
She´s loud and obscene
And when drunk, can get mean
So I stuff her pie hole with a crumpet.
I once knew a goat from the city for whom I felt terrible pity. His beard was obscene,
it looked kind of green, but I'm weird, so I thought it looked pretty.
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