Writing Ol' Saint Nick

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This is a Comedy Poem I created when i was bored in my Maths Class in the Winetr there and I thought I would post it. It isn't the best, but anyway:

[b]Ol' Saint Nick[/b]

As I came in from work and smoked some grass,
On this Eve I settled down to a nice piece of ***
When all of a sudden there was a tipper-tapper on the roof
It was not of a man, it was of a hoof

It was Santa, but he couldn't fit down the chimney, for he was too fat
The noises on the roof, was like the scurrying of a rat
So they greased him up
And the butter I did smell
Then finally he rumbled down, like a bat out of hell!

As he trampled about, he found nothing at all
Until he found some stockings hung on the wall

The first one read "Property of Dill's"
My junkie little bro, so Santa gave him some pills
In the next stocking he put in, a big rubber D*ck
But, this I did fear
For it was my big brother, "Robert the Queer"

As he stumbled to the door he tripped over the Tree
I ran down the stairs to smell the stench of pee
Santa sat there drunk to the brunk, smelling like a skunk
This was not a good sight
He gave me some cheek, so I was ready for a fight
But as I rolled up my sleeves he whisked away on his sleigh, shouting:

"Merry Christmas To All, And Your Mum, Was Sh*te!"