Xmas poem for the boys
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12-08-2010 | 08:52 PM
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Xmas poem for the boys
Twas the night before Xmas and all through the forum there was Ole Habibi posting more of his boredom.
The memebers socks were hung by the keyboard with grace while MGDfan got spunked in the face.
And 06fag in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap had just settled down to pump his azz and then a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, like someone was missing shifts
how was this sadder
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to manual150 below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature 150 a 5speed, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be MGDfan the bigrichard.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and pumped them in vein;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and MGD fan too.
And then, in a tinkling I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney MGDfan came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his shoe,
And his clothes were all tarnished with azzjuice and poo;
A bundle of canadians he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a hoe his with a pretty good rack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
he looked as he always does just like a fairy!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a berry,
And the beard of his chin was stained yellow you know;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broads face and a little round fatazz belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but i went straight to work,
And filled all orfaces then he turned with a jerk,
And laying my mule aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night
The memebers socks were hung by the keyboard with grace while MGDfan got spunked in the face.
And 06fag in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap had just settled down to pump his azz and then a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, like someone was missing shifts
how was this sadder
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to manual150 below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature 150 a 5speed, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be MGDfan the bigrichard.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and pumped them in vein;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and MGD fan too.
And then, in a tinkling I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney MGDfan came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his shoe,
And his clothes were all tarnished with azzjuice and poo;
A bundle of canadians he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a hoe his with a pretty good rack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
he looked as he always does just like a fairy!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a berry,
And the beard of his chin was stained yellow you know;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broads face and a little round fatazz belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but i went straight to work,
And filled all orfaces then he turned with a jerk,
And laying my mule aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night
Last edited by buckdropper; 12-08-2010 at 08:57 PM.
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12-09-2010 | 01:43 AM
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12-10-2010 | 07:11 AM
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I can now see that yer InterCranial Rectumbotomy surgical procedure was successful
Originally Posted by Craptor
how come im not in it?
In the same joyuous Seasonal Spirit I humbly offer this....
It's best sung to the tune "Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer" ....
( For The Shagster that would almost certainly be in Soprano
)Bucky, the Creme-Filled Donut
Bucky, the spooge-crazed pansy
had a very tiny ****.
And if you ever saw it,
you would never see it throb.
All of the other pansies
used to laugh and call him names.
They never let poor 'Shagster
join in any Gheyboy games.
Then one faggy Christmas Eve
Craptor came to say:
" '******* with yer **** so slight,
won't you plug me up tonight?"
Then all the 'packers loved him
as they shouted out with glee,
Bucky the creme-filled gobbler,
Will go down on you for Free!
MGD
Last edited by MGDfan; 12-10-2010 at 07:47 AM.