December 22, 2004

Christmas poem 2004

I want my christmas stocking
hung on the mantlepiece
and your bare legs shocking
my nephew and my niece.
All through the festive meal,
our desire grows as we flirt.
By the pud and pies we'll steal
christmas kisses 'til it hurts.
Beneath the tree unsnapped
are crackers and a bra;
for you, when unwrapped,
are the most fun gift by far.
We have our Christmas fizz,
champagne, gigles, mirth,
christmas spent together is
all joy and peace on earth.

posted by idlechatter @ 11:34 AM