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Lowell
There once was
a Lawyer from Lowell Wanting more than old Santa could dole. She demanded from Santa What the girl from Atlanta Got, but all that he brought her was coal. The litigious young gal felt contrite And decided to treat Santa right. She jingled his bells And cockled his shells. Why, no one was silent that night. Santa flew with the barrister-ette As fast as a very fast jet. He confessed he was Brian. She replied with some sighin’ No wonder my crotch is so wet! The couple then flew straight away For a tryst out near Stroudsburg, P. A. They shared Christmas cheer And rang in the Year With a kiss and a roll in the sleigh! Thus Lowell has pulled in her Claus In spite of his character flaws. They make whoopee all day in his magical sleigh Regardless of sodomy laws. |
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