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.
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
We have something that holds us together,
Something that made us both better,
Som
your eyes are so dreamy
your lips are so soft
your body is so lovely
why
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
I wish not to love you much,
Only to love you well.
Much is but a quantity,
Can there be anything more lovely
Then the beauty of a tree?
Her leaves shimmerin
You told me not to fart mom,
so I didn't eat the beans.
You told me it would smel
Always looking for ways to improve myself,
But I struggle to take that first step.<
You say you love me
you say you care
But when you look into my eyes
I see
You are mine till the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
