Add To Your Note A Jolly Old Quote!
So sending a letter to the fat guy? I guess at least he has a second eye. Unlike some folks around here. But she won't be named by my little rhyming rear. Maybe they are both the same age? I'm sure that would be all the rage. Now the cat will get back to the task and what is that you ask? It is simply to rift on a Christmas quote, as I go about the rhyming at my zoo for all to view.
Christmas is like any day,
At your work bay.
You do all the work,
And the credit is taken by the fat jerk.
If you believe men and women are equal in every way.
Then go to your nearest present display.
Whose are wrapped better I ask?
Men look like they did them after emptying a flask.
If you are afraid of the fat guy,
Then it is no lie.
You are a claustrophobic case.
Better carry some mace.
Santa sure has the right plan,
One which the cat is a fan,
At least for most.
Only visit them once a year at their coast.
Christmas is a time when old is new,
Or no one can get a clue.
As Charlie Brown is shown for the 100th time.
He must haul in quite the dime.
Santa only has to work once a year,
Sitting the rest of it on his rear.
Because Rudolph and Frosty bring in the dough,
Each year from their Christmas in July show.
Elf's love music as they work.
But what makes them smirk?
Wrap music of course.
That was so bad it came from a horse.
When Santa comes around.
Makes sure he isn't a hound.
He may state "toys the run on batteries are his best."
But if you're hard up put it to the test.
So he sees you when your sleeping?
With his lurking and creeping.
What a perverted dude,
Watching the cat sleep in the nude.
Elves like to flirt.
That is why Mrs. Claus never wears a skirt.
For from once simple bump,
She gets the head and no hump.
Yeah, the cat quoted here and there and then just made some up at his lair. The horse did the wrap one. That one was so lame, but still had to be done. At least no one passed some Christmas gas, except for maybe my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Christmas is like any day,
At your work bay.
You do all the work,
And the credit is taken by the fat jerk.
If you believe men and women are equal in every way.
Then go to your nearest present display.
Whose are wrapped better I ask?
Men look like they did them after emptying a flask.
If you are afraid of the fat guy,
Then it is no lie.
You are a claustrophobic case.
Better carry some mace.
Santa sure has the right plan,
One which the cat is a fan,
At least for most.
Only visit them once a year at their coast.
Christmas is a time when old is new,
Or no one can get a clue.
As Charlie Brown is shown for the 100th time.
He must haul in quite the dime.
Santa only has to work once a year,
Sitting the rest of it on his rear.
Because Rudolph and Frosty bring in the dough,
Each year from their Christmas in July show.
Elf's love music as they work.
But what makes them smirk?
Wrap music of course.
That was so bad it came from a horse.
When Santa comes around.
Makes sure he isn't a hound.
He may state "toys the run on batteries are his best."
But if you're hard up put it to the test.
So he sees you when your sleeping?
With his lurking and creeping.
What a perverted dude,
Watching the cat sleep in the nude.
Elves like to flirt.
That is why Mrs. Claus never wears a skirt.
For from once simple bump,
She gets the head and no hump.
Yeah, the cat quoted here and there and then just made some up at his lair. The horse did the wrap one. That one was so lame, but still had to be done. At least no one passed some Christmas gas, except for maybe my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Published on December 19, 2012 03:00
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