Naughty Santa Poem by Lee Fones

Naughty Santa



i believe in Santa
with red cloak and beard
cant believe the ban-ta
he only comes once a year

visits our house frequently
he really does seem to relish
popping in twice weekly
and he's very good at Flemish

i believe in Santa
with red cloak and beard
cant believe the ban-ta
he only comes once a year

girlfriend went out with him for awhile
with all those presents
mounted up in a vast pile
always smelt of scents

i believe in Santa
with red cloak and beard
cant believe the ban-ta
he only comes once a year

some of presents looked suspicious
some were chocolate cocks
she said, hmm, most delicious
wrapped in tiny white socks

i believe in Santa
with red cloak and beard
cant believe the ban-ta
he only comes once a year

now me girlfriends pregnant
she don't know if its mine or his
just cause he thinks his regnant
and cant control his fizz

i believed in Santa
with red cloak and beard
now i believe the ban-ta
never visited us last year

Monday, December 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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