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Oh My Gosh Santa!

And there he was all dressed in black Stuffing the baby in his sack His pants below his waist, do-rag on his head And below his hat, Santa had a dread He was a rough-tuff, buff man Rings on his fingers and tattoos on his hand His sleigh was tricked out It was a black and gold mustang with an engine that shout Inserting drugs might be crazy But that's exactly what he did to the baby He took a needle and stuck it in her arm Didn’t really care if he caused any harm He used the baby as his lab rat Testing drugs, using needles that were long and fat When he stuck it in, the baby cried She ODed and almost died Santa just couldn't take it anymore He shut the door and gave her what she was crying for

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 12/28/2008 10:44:00 AM
LaTisha - Welcome to Poetry Soup! Wishing you a Happy and Joyous New Year! Peace always, John
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