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On Dancer, On Prancer, Donner and Blixen, a fond memory
On Dancer, On Prancer, Donner and Blixen, a fond memory Twas the morning of Christmas and all through the house Creatures were stirring and looking about, The stockings werent strung but tossed wrecklessly thoughout My shoes were no where as I remember it now, Her panties in the kitchen, tossed to the ground My shirt lay elsewhere, on the stairs I found An earring a wallet under the Rug, thats right I remember fondling her juggs A blouse a bra is still under the Bed Oh boy oh God, is what my Santa Said We found the lube near the laundry room sink Oh Santa what will the think We rallied our energy and scoured once more thank goodness for that as the Grandparents were knocking at the door The came<b> downstairs </font></b>screaming with glee' as my wife ran off to go pee It had been Christmas eve and bottle of rum my wife dressed like santa from Victoria Secret We got carried away what can I say Slutty Santa sometimes you just have to play Even if its Christmas today a fond memory Merry Christmas everyone Anyone, Anyone, Bueller |
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