Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
He ate all my cookies,
Drank all my milk;
He had heavy boots,
And a coat made of silk.
Over his back he carried the toys;
Some of them, a lot of them, even made noise.
He smelled like fresh, tobacco smoke;
He gave my favorite tree an irritated poke.
A grumpy look came upon his face;
This guy is crazy, and I bet he carries a mace.
He reached into his bag, so I thought for gold,
But out he pulled, a big lump of coal.
With an angry look, he set it down with ease;
Then walked up to my chimney, and squeezed his nose.
I'll never forget the obese man in red;
I'll hate him forever, until the day I am dead.
Have you ever fought an ego?
It's a pretty tough thing to beat
It has no face, no
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
I start my journey on having faith
That someday I'll find my day
I know this day
Over time we've developed something extraordinary,
That will last forever because we're b
We have something that holds us together,
Something that made us both better,
Som
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
You have a friend in me,
Don't try and hide your feelings because your best friend can se
