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Thursday, December 25, 2025
MAGIC SANTA GREENS SPOILED CHRISTMAS
Santa gave everyone a can of spinach, for their present, Christmas Day,
Then Magic Santa, rode off triumphantly, in his vintage, canned goods sleigh,
Staying warm and alive is my goal,
So, I'd rather have a chunk of coal,
I hoped the can was magic; it was spoiled, so I tossed it far away.
Monday, December 22, 2025
THE PURLOINED GOOSE
Christmas was coming, and our old, grey goose got real big and fat,14
Then our neighbors stole our big goose, then ate it, and that was that,14
We still had baked beans,
A salad with greens,
And, a big box of frozen fried chicken that smelled like wet cat.
Saturday, December 20, 2025
SANTA'S TAINTED CHICKEN, CHRISTMAS ADVENTURE
I left a chicken sandwich out for Santa, but the chicken was tainted,
While driving, Santa's stomach started growling, and Santa almost fainted,
Santa made a few pit stops,
Calmed his gut with soda pops,
But, by the time Santa started back home, his seat cushion was brown painted.
Tuesday, December 9, 2025
THE BAD BEHAVIOR OF TINKER
I once knew a vampire, named Tinker,
Tinker was quite a mean, big, bad stinker,
He was not a dear,
He bit me on the ear,
I told Santa; yes, I am a finker.
Tuesday, November 25, 2025
OUR THANKSGIVING DINNER COMES FROM THE ECONOMIC BOOM!!!
I had to hunt for Thanksgiving dinner, but all I got was a chickadee,
There was not much meat to feed four people, but I claimed dibs on the leg, for me,
We did carve a withered, Halloween gourd,
Split two potatoes, that I could afford
We were all thankful for the economic boom, that somehow, no one can see.
Monday, November 24, 2025
CHRISTMAS PAST, REMEMBERED BY A MAN
I liked to feed all the little squirrels shelled peanuts, all winter long,
I got my kids a cool Christmas present, a video game, called Pong,
I would've lounged around with the old wife,
But she was always busy with a sharp knife,
It's Christmas in '79, when the world was not quite, so wrong.
Sunday, November 16, 2025
CHRISTMAS CANDY 2024
I found the wrapped candy canes, left over from last year,
Are they still good? Or should I just feed them to the deer?
When I went to buy some more,
I found the prices, did soar,
I tried an old candy cane; they're still good to stir beer.
Friday, November 14, 2025
IF YOUR LIFE STINKS, BLAME THE GNOMES
My broke parents are canceling our Christmas, this year,
No cookies for elves, and Santa won't get his wheat beer,
Wow, our dinner menu is to please,
It's macaroni and yellow cheese,
My present is a stick, that garden gnomes will soon fear.
Friday, November 7, 2025
THE ANNUAL HOLIDAY DINNER AND PUKE
We have Thanksgiving, before we can celebrate our annual Ho Ho, Ho!
Then we meet and eat ma's half frozen turkey, until our guts feel woe, woe, woe!
The Thanksgiving belly ache,
When we vomit pie and cake,
Ma's turkey is always so darn raw, but she says, we should chew real slow, slow, slow!
Friday, October 24, 2025
BRYAN THE MEAN ON HALLOWEEN
Bryan has an old Halloween soul,
He lives in a furnace with hot coal,
When it becomes Halloween,
Bryan goes out to be seen,
Scaring trick-or-treaters, his mean goal.
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Tuesday, September 9, 2025
THE SPACE LASAR GOT ME GOOD
There is this glowing space laser, some call it the sun,
It aims straight down on me, like some Martian ray gun,
It's not at all funny,
Getting zapped by the sunny
I feel cooked like a turkey, dry and crispy done.
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Monday, June 30, 2025
A COLD SPELL IN JULY
I went to the beach for sunbathing, but I started to cry,
We were having a big, beach snowstorm on the Fourth Of July,
I had an expensive sunscreen,
Made with something putrid and green,
With my snow covered raspberry, flip flops, I went home, bye, bye.
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Friday, June 13, 2025
THEY'RE COLORED GREEN; WILL I BE DE-FEETED?
All my pretty feet, are turning a real dark green,
Maybe there's a problem, with my flip, flopping spleen,
Is green a sign of foot woe?
Dead, green meat, and off they go?
And, I just bought new shoes, to celebrate Halloween.
Tuesday, December 31, 2024
TOGETHER, WE DO THE NEW YEAR
You know, all of my friends are make believe,
We're getting together, on New Year's Eve,
We'll all walk to the pub,
Drink a beer; eat a sub,
Head home, and wait for this year, to leave.😀ðŸ˜
Monday, December 23, 2024
THE CASE OF THE STOLEN CHRISTMAS CHOPS
Mommy made Santa fine pork chops, for the Eve before Christmas day,
I thought fat Santa didn't need pork chops, so I stole them all away,
I ate purloined chops all night long,
I realized next morn, I'd done wrong,
Fat Santa had left me nothing, when he visited with his sleigh.
Saturday, December 21, 2024
SANTA HAS LABOR ISSUES
Santa isn't using reindeer to pull his sleigh, this year,
Instead, he's hired unicorns, they're cheap, they'll work for beer,
The reindeer have gone on strike,
Want more breaks, and a pay hike,
The elves won't cross the picket lines, and Christmas Eve is near.
Monday, December 16, 2024
HOLIDAY ANXIETY, SENT ME TO THE NOOK.
I made out all my Christmas cards, but I could not find my address book,
I thought of where it could be, but it wasn't there when I took a look,
My anxiety got so severe,
I smashed a little, plastic reindeer,
Then I went down to the old pub, and sat all by myself in the nook.
Thursday, December 5, 2024
I'M A DICKENS CHRISTMAS CAROL, EVERY SINGLE YEAR
If I want a Christmas Dinner, I'll have to scrape it off the road,
Last year, all I scraped up for Christmas, was the thigh of one squished toad,
I cannot ever, quite understand,
Why every Christmas, I get canned,
Then I can't have heat, food or lights, and get kicked out of my abode.
Monday, December 2, 2024
REINDEER CHUNK CHEESE TARIFFS
I had to pay for a big tariff on my small piece of Cheese,
It was made from reindeer milk, and fresh, big chunks of reindeer sneeze,
It was Canadian dairy,
The big price of it was scary,
If I disguise as Santa, I could smuggle it in with ease.
Thursday, November 7, 2024
PUTREFIED PUMPKIN
After Halloween, my Halloween, cut pumpkin made me cry,
I was emotionally trashed, as I watched him rot and die,
So I fed him to the yard birds,
And, other backyard critter herds,
I watched them chew his face away, and I waved to him, bye, bye.
Putrify
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