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Christmas Carols
Twas the night before Christmas Rude version
And all
through the house
Everyone felt shitty
Even the mouse
Mom
at the whorehouse
And dad smoking grass
I'd just settled down
For a nice piece of ass
When out on the lawn
I heard such a
clatter
I sprung from my piece
To see what's the matter
Then out on the lawn
I saw a big prick
I knew in a moment
It
must be Saint Nick
He came down the chimney
Like a bat out of
hell
I knew in a moment
As the old fucker fell
He filled
all our stockings
With pretzels and beer
And a big rubber dick
For my sister I fear
He rose up the chimney
With a thuderous
fart
The son of a bitch
Blew the chimney apart
He swore and
he cursed
As he rode out of sight
Merry Christmas to all
And to
all a good night!