and
all through HER palace
Not
a creature was stirring...
not
even slave's phallus.
slavie
all folded tight
up
in a ball
on
the floor of his dog cage
in
the dark, lonely hall.
And
Princess all cuddly,
all
snug in HER bed.
While
VISIONS of Money Transfers and Life Insurance Policies
all
danced in HER head.
And
under the tree a mountain of loot
boxes,
and prezzies all wrapped festive and cute.
And
a gigantic stocking hung to be filled
All
for THE PRINCESS that all men do YIELD.
No
plate of cookie, nor tall glass of milk.
Just
a pair of used panties made of fine silk.
By
these undies a short, curt note.
And
this is what the PRINCESS WROTE:
DEAR
SANTA,
you
fat little freak, you dick-yanking fatty,
I'm
cute! And I'm selfish! I'm mean! And I'm catty!
Drop
off ALL the gifts UNDER MY TREE!
I
get what I want and don't hafta sit on your knee.
Rudolph's
nose ain't the only thing that is red.
It
ALL BELONGS to ME, when you think with your head.
I
know what you do all alone on the NorthPole.
I
got pictures of you being an elf's glory-hole.
Miss
Santa would shit icecubes if She knew what I knew.
All
the things dirty men with candycanes do.
So
Santa tell ME...were you nice or were you naughty?
I
got Mistletoe hanging right over MY potty.
Drop
off the goods, leave your creditcard and cash.
Maybe
next Yuletide, I'll let you kiss MY Holiday ASS.
XOXOXOXO,
PRINCESS SIERRA
That
little chubbycheeked elf wore tight pantyhose
and
up the chimney he ROSE.
With
a nubby so hard, so ugly and sick.
he
knew in a moment it must be St. Dick.
And
out to the sleigh he arose with a clatter
The
celibate slave awoke to see what was the matter.
From
the bars of his dogcage what did the lonely mutt see?
A
fat man with an empty sleigh and gigantic stiffy.
And
Santa but whispered as he drove out of site.
"I
aint got the will to put up a fight.
I
aint got no gifts, no money, no pride.
But
i still feel sorta warm and fuzzy inside.
But
giving Christmas to PRINCESS just feels so right.
Merry
Christmas to all and to all a good night." |