Tis X-Mas Poem by SinJace Ramos

Tis x-mas time again
Don't mean much for us in sin
Sanny Claus don't look my way
On his list my name is nay
I fess up to my flaws
Shouldn't have slept with Mrs. Claus
Shouldn't have make all that noise
With all her battery powered toys
Tis a real crying shame
Tis her not I that got maimed
Says the man in the red suit
Hot on my rear in hot pursuit
Rudy doesn't plan to alight
The chase is on throughout the night
Saved by children who protest
Sanny and Rudy end the quest
I return to life of crime
Think of the Mrs. all the time