Some drunken bimbo
With legs akimbo
Showing off her bits
From ankle to pits
Lay in the gutter
And was heard to utter
To a fellow bimbo
Hacky crambo
Some drunken bimbo
With legs akimbo
Showing off her bits
From ankle to pits
Lay in the gutter
And was heard to utter
To a fellow bimbo
Hacky crambo
When Christmas Day comes
And the wrapping paper
rustles
Enjoy the day like no
other, as it’s
A Brexit Christmas, ie
no Brussels
Santa Claus is a man, make no mistake
Because he always gets
to your house late
Eats your cookie
before emptying his sack
Calls you a ho before
he turns his back
And then he leaves
while you’re asleep
So, Santa Claus is a
man, the fat arsed creep
They have pizza at the North Pole
On the feast of Stephen
And they always have the same one
Deep-pan, crisp and even
When I heard “Ho Ho” Whoosh,
I knew I’d heard the sound before
It happened when Father Christmas
I got a Christmas card today
And it was full of rice again
I knew instantly why, because
It was from my Uncle Ben
Santa put a clock in his sleigh
And the Elf’s asked him why
So, he explained to them
That he like to watch time fly