The Boy who robbed Santa Claus
RATED TRIPLE XXX CONTAINS STRONG LANQUAGE VIOLENCE Johnny Farkracker became the devil's dream When at 7 He pawned his ma's wedding ring Treating his girl friends to a candy fling At Eight the Devil's mirth he pleased Disposing of his Granny's false teeth She kept in a pickle jar beside the sink But He really aroused the Devil's glee Seeing Johnny sneak on Christmas Eve Cursing last x-mas calling Santa a creep Not bringing any girly mags for him to peep So when fat old Santa got stuck in the fleu Johnny Farkraquer knew just what to do But not before peeing on Santa's boots He stoked the fire and heard Santa's cry Shooting up the chimney like 4th of July After grabbing the toy bag he had seized Johnny boy hid while Santa's ego seethed When Santa came back looking angry and glum Johnny zapped him with his mama's stun gun Santa screamed and his conscience concurred No more presents for Johnny Boy on Earth For the lad scorched Santa's family jewels Soiling his pants as up the chimney he flew Sleighing away the fat man roared a boast Soon now little Johnny boy would be toastJust a little nonsense folks! Written January 2nd, 2002 © on Jan 02 2002 06:58 AM PST 0 • 1
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