- Erotic Poetry
- Naughty and Nice
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All through the house not a sound could be heard.
Not even a mouse, a cat or a bird.
Santa was happy the Children was good.
The children were sleeping just as they should.
But one little girl was anything but nice.
She lay on her bed displaying her splice.
Oh mother, oh mother, did Santa proclaim.
What are you doing, don't you know me by name.
Oh Santa, oh Santa, the woman replied.
On mince pies and carrots is all you rely.
To leave little gifts, and then you must fly.
Riding your slay as you wave us good bye.
Oh, Santa, oh Santa, I do love you so.
A warm gift I offer, for you from the snow.
So drop your sack, your pants, and your boots.
And come here and join me, and search for my loot.
He dropped his sack, his pants and his boots.
He landed on top, oh what a hoot.
Bumping, grinding, and groaning.
They both received gifts that left them moaning.
As Santa got up he let out a shout.
Good night to all.
And to all a good night.
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