(12-25-2010, 01:19 AM)Father Christmas Wrote: The rine of a melon he held tight in his teeth,
And the weed smoke encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a gold chain, and a pack of kool-aid,
A Bayside cd, and a copy of Braid.
He was skinny and bald, a right jolly old guy,
And I laughed as I saw him, 'brought a tear to my eye.
And with a wink of his eye and a twist of his nose,
(I don't know what it meant, good Lord, who knows?)
This part...
Merry christmas to everyone and all a good night
Unless you're a Grinch, that is.
