Sorry for those of you I missed
Although this poem is later than my Promise, I'm composing it now so have patience Dear Thomas.
Christmas is all over, there's wrapping on the floor,
Slick's head was a hurtin when his neighbour knocked on his door.
"I see that you all had a really grand night,
Get your Jeep out of my flowerbeds, it's no Christmas sight"
"Sorry bout that says Slick, TR came to town."
"The man drank so much I thought he would drown."
"We waited at the airport for hours you see."
"Expecting our friend Eccles at Terminal 3"
"While waiting we drank and imbibed a bit more."
"Then TR had another and passed out on the floor."
"But as it would have it, Eccles never left the ground"
"And he's still stuck at Heathrow hoping his luggage can be found"
"We did hear from Max who had haggis and whiskey."
"He drank so much Lagavulin he was feeling quite frisky."
"He did send a text to let us both know"
"he was staying there in Scotland with his favourite blond Hoe."
"And Dice went to Atlantic City you see."
"He'd rather roll cubes than come visit me."
"So, finally TR and I had decided to leave."
"But just one more beer as we just had to grieve."
"All of our friends who couldn't come spend time with us."
"I guess with all that drinking we should have taken the bus."
I'll leave Slick and TR to sort out their mess.
And hope the neighbour doesn't learn they both banged his wife Tess.
Now Santa dropped by Pred's but couldn't decide,
If Pred wanted a boy or a girl by his side.
A ticket to Thailand would be just the thing,
Where Pred could find something to make his bell ring.
Jesus Martinez spent his Christmas right there in Mount Royal.
But he got so baked he slept with the girl with that boil.
And that boil popped and left pus on his sheets,
But the strangest thing was it became one of his tweets.
The picture can be found, on the DSF page, today,
Right above the link, about a new nude Fay Wray.
Now Jo, Amy and Vir all B,B,M,ed me.
with a picture of them all nude by the tree.
The picture was great with one small exception.
and that was the inclusion of Mega's erection.
Why did the girls chose Mega's gargantuan meat.
When I know with my tongue skills I could have him beat.
Oh well another Christmas in bed all alone,
With our Dog at my feet chewing on his new bone.
I got me for Christmas, a sybian for some lucky girl.
Who wants to come over and give it a whirl.
I've got great wine and massage oil and lotion,
Knowing Brenda will drop by and get into the motion.
Lets move on to another Christmas night,
And hear how Feotus gave some children a fright.
Feotus played Santa at his local mall.
And invited the children into the back hall.
But it wasn't the children that he wanted to eat.
He wanted to dine on their parents sweet meat.
Mommy and Daddy were quite yummy is what Feotus said.
As He went home all sated and fell right into his bed.
Now Juice stayed at home and watched porn on 3 tellys,
He squirted so much he filled up two pairs of wellies.
I thought Juice had to do with the steriods he's taking.
It appears he's a stunt double for them Porn star's that's faking.
Sergei is so glad he comes from the Land of the Csar.
Which for many of us seems like it's really too Far.
The Women there are all hot, horny and tall.
And dress every day as if attending a ball.
Their Christmas is celebrated on January Seven.
Which leaves Sergei's wallet in a monetary Heaven.
He out shopping now without too much strife.
1/2 price means a present for his Mistress,his Wife.
Them Damn Lucky Russians, I wish I was one.
They're now making up for 50 years of no fun.
Smeegs spent his Christmas online posting pics,
of his Bible Belt princesses, out turning tricks.
He likes them young, mouthy, and tatooed without virus,
And now that she's legal he wants Miley Cyrus.
She's too young for me too stupid too trashy,
But I can see his point she is kind of flashy.
Pisces spent most of his day in the kitchen,
Telling his staff to shut up and quit the bitchin.
Ramsey came by and complimented him,
but when the dinner's came out, the lights went on dim.
No Turkey, No Pork Roast, No Chicken, No Lamb.
No Venison, No Buffalo, No Elk and No Ham.
On Pisces's Christmas menu you could order what you wish.
Because everything on his menu this year, was, of course FISH!
Cmetz went on Christmas and helped at the shelter,
He talked long and hard with a sweet woman and he felt-her.
Pain and suffering that she experienced this past year,
So he helped with her problems and alleviated her fear.
He has a new friend and maybe who knows.
Perhaps a new companion let's see how it goes.
Christmas can be the most revealing of times,
And if you pay attention some of it rhymes.
Now two of our members are perfect for each other.
Good thing they both come, from a different mother.
We all missed the call, the message, the yearning.
That Gimme has for Beer, I tell you I'm learning.
I thought Gimmebeer was a drunk, a lush, an alcoholic.
When in reality he just wanted DSfer Beer with whom he can Frolic.
It passed me I'm sorry I didn't get that your Gay.
I hope that you and Beer Spent your Christmas in the hay.
Dolphin is bitter, he says so himself.
in fact it's so bitter it makes his wife, RALPH.
So lay off of the asparagus, the broccoli, the sprouts,
Start eating Pineapple and Kiwi so it's sweet when you spout.
That way, the wife, will want to taste you, you know,
And you'll get more next year than just the one Christmas Blow!
Now five inch says it's small and so large it taint,
When they see it not one single woman will faint.
But where 5 shines on Christmas is when he travels afar.
He gets there by bus, by sleigh, by boat and by car.
And he services Santa's elfettes with his 5 inches of pleasure,
Because in Elf town that really is a huge measure.
Because of 5's undying devotion.
The Elfettes keep on working without a commotion.
Now of course 5 can't please them all by himself,
So he brings along his dwarf friends, (another form of an elf).
So say thanks to 5 by the end of the day,
because of his work we have toys with which to play.
JP likes his sci-fi his startrek, and star wars.
He spent his Christmas with Darth Vader, eating smores.
They watched the marathon for 24 hours.
And now he is practising his new Jedi Powers.
The list is too long, there's too many of us,
too be bothered to make this much of a fuss.
I'm ending this second poem with our friend Posty-Fever.
Who's always so grumpy, I'm sure he needs beaver.
Will one of you ladies, please, please oblige.
and bring posties manhood, up to size.
He was a good poster, but left us once more.
However this way will he become a post whore?
So please help him out and give him some glee.
I'm the target of his rants, he takes it all out on me.
Could you please screw him, blow him or give him a tug,
I'm sure if you did, he wouldn't be nearly so smug.
Ok, now I'm finished on this boxing day.
And I'm going to my friends where I will go play.
And eat and be merry for the third day in a row,
And possibly bury my monopoly foe.
But the best part of Christmas for all of us I am sure.
Is the love of our family that is not always so pure.
Each of them is different but they all have their parts.
In making up what is special in all of our hearts.
DSFers are a small family of Nerds and of Geeks,
of Jocks, and Princesses and Accountants and Freaks.
Now go do something useful, visit friends, visit Fam.
Get off this damn forum and visit BamBam.
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