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  • #16
    Originally posted by Tuberski
    God I Hate Christmas

    God I hate Christmas
    with all it's good cheer
    I hearing people laughin'
    but I shed a tear

    Folks they just love ya'
    one day of the year
    The rest of the time
    they wouldn't come near ya'

    They send you a card
    full of love and best wishes
    Then in the New Year
    they run off with ya' misses

    They're stuffin' their gobs
    as fast as they can
    Bugger them starving,
    in Afghanistan

    Then Santa Clause comes
    with a full sack
    A new doll for Betty
    a bike for our Jack

    'Eat, drink and be merry
    tomorrow we die'
    Forget about Jesus
    'let sleeping dogs lie'

    You think I'm a cynic
    a miserable bastard
    Come Christmas day
    I just wanta get plastered.

    ACK!
    One who has a surplus of the unorthodox shall attain surpassing victories. - Sun Pin
    You're wierd. - Krill

    An UnOrthOdOx Hobby

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    • #17
      There once was an elf from Nantucket...
      Unbelievable!

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      • #18
        "A Fairy Tale of New York" - The Pogues
        It was Christmas Eve babe
        In the drunk tank
        An old man said to me, won't see another one
        And then he sang a song
        The Rare Old Mountain Dew
        I turned my face away
        And dreamed about you

        Got on a lucky one
        Came in eighteen to one
        I've got a feeling
        This year's for me and you
        So happy Christmas
        I love you baby
        I can see a better time
        When all our dreams come true

        They've got cars big as bars
        They've got rivers of gold
        But the wind goes right through you
        It's no place for the old
        When you first took my hand
        On a cold Christmas Eve
        You promised me
        Broadway was waiting for me

        You were handsome
        You were pretty
        Queen of New York City
        When the band finished playing
        They howled out for more
        Sinatra was swinging,
        All the drunks they were singing
        We kissed on a corner
        Then danced through the night

        The boys of the NYPD choir
        Were singing "Galway Bay"
        And the bells were ringing out
        For Christmas day

        You're a bum
        You're a punk
        You're an old slut on junk
        Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
        You scumbag, you maggot
        You cheap lousy ******
        Happy Christmas your arse
        I pray God it's our last

        I could have been someone
        Well so could anyone
        You took my dreams from me
        When I first found you
        I kept them with me babe
        I put them with my own
        Can't make it all alone
        I've built my dreams around you
        Libraries are state sanctioned, so they're technically engaged in privateering. - Felch
        I thought we're trying to have a serious discussion? It says serious in the thread title!- Al. B. Sure

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        • #19
          "WINTER"
          a poem by Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre



          ****, It's Cold !



          The End
          Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
          "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
          He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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          • #20
            Roses are red,
            Violets are blue,
            Santa Claus doesn't exist and all your toys were built by slave children in China, not elves,
            And... so are you?
            Tutto nel mondo è burla

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