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The Eggnog Binge

Eggnog for a festive season A special holiday celebration being the reason Yet my head is spinning all over the place I feel like I am in a race That eggnog my mind will never erase Mother always said don’t waste But some how the alcohol was added I am sure this eggnog I will never ever forget Later on I might have some regret Can someone point me in the direction of the North Pole? Right now Santa is stuck in some manhole Well he is actually smashed He can’t even tell the reindeers to dash I don’t believe this I see Rudolf and the reindeer team But why are they floating down a stream? Well this slogan fits, “Santa with no sleigh tonight, how will you fly into the night?” It has now become a plight Cheers everyone and good night.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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