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.
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
Once there was a boy who never
Tore his clothes, or hardly ever,
Never made his s
when you went away my world turned cold and gray.
when you wanted to leave I begged you t
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
That's not my age; it's just not true.
My heart is young; the time just flew.
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows
Or maybe like the ocean that gently flows
