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Twas the night before christmas and all through the house,
everyone felt shytty, even the mouse.
Mom at the wharehouse, dad smoking grass; I'd just settle down
for a nice piece of arss.
Out on the lawn,I heard such a clatter.
I sprung from my chair to see what was the matter.
When out on the lawn, I saw a big rick.
I knew in a minute, it must be St. Nick.
He came down the chimney like a bat out of hell.
I knew in a moment,the flecker had fell.
He stuffed all our stockings with pretzels and beer,
and a thing of lettwer
for the reindeer.
He rose up the chimney
with a thunderous firt.
that son of a bitch
blew my chimney apirt.
He swore and he cursed
as he rode away,
wiss on you all
and have a hell of a day
everyone felt shytty, even the mouse.
Mom at the wharehouse, dad smoking grass; I'd just settle down
for a nice piece of arss.
Out on the lawn,I heard such a clatter.
I sprung from my chair to see what was the matter.
When out on the lawn, I saw a big rick.
I knew in a minute, it must be St. Nick.
He came down the chimney like a bat out of hell.
I knew in a moment,the flecker had fell.
He stuffed all our stockings with pretzels and beer,
and a thing of lettwer
for the reindeer.
He rose up the chimney
with a thunderous firt.
that son of a bitch
blew my chimney apirt.
He swore and he cursed
as he rode away,
wiss on you all
and have a hell of a day
