It's christmas again, Yay!
Presents, food, and family,
All I want is a chocolate orange,
An old tradition, I wish to bring back.
I've got an evil plan,
A gift that will be worth it,
I'm happy, don't get me wrong,
It's just, with my problems, it's hard.
My 16th Christmas,7 years without her,
Kinda hurts, but I'm ticked too,
6 years after what you did,
I'm screwed in the head.
Your son is a perverted jerk,
Sounds like someone I know,
He gets worse and worse,
I become bitter and more bitter.
It's not the age, it's your son,
I'm sick of him, I'm sick of you!
He didn't do anything I know,
It's your fault, take credit for once!
I'm over your ass,
You've lied and now you're in jail,
Ha! You never learn, idiot!
Broke your probation as well as the law.
Soon, you'll never get out,
I hope word gets around!
You'll wish you were never born!
They'll kill you! HA HA!
Merry Christmas to all,
And to all a good night!
Have fun jerk!
Go To Hell!
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