Silly Me
Late one night at half-past 2
I heard a rustling noise
Silly me, I never knew
Santa was bringing toys
I went downstairs and grabbed my gun
But tripped over the tree
I put a bullet in his head
Now all the kids hate me
The funeral was very nice
They spoke fine things of him
I showed up to pay my respects
But they would not let me in
The kids throw stones; they egg my house
And think it's really funny
But come April I'll have the last laugh
When I kill their Easter Bunny
Thank you. Thank you very much.
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