Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house
everyone felt shitty
even the mouse.
With mom at the whore house
and dad smokin grass
I settled down
for a nice piece of ass
when out on the lawn
arose such a clatter
I sprang from my piece
to see what was the matter
and out on the lawn
I seen some big dick
and I knew in a moment
it must be St.Nick
he flew down my chimney like a bat out of hell
and i knew in a moment
the fucker had fell
He filled all our stocking with pretzels and beer
and a big rubber dick
for my brother, the queer.
then he rose up the chimney with a thunderous fart
the son of a bitch blew my chimney apart
cussing and cursing as he rode out of sight.
pissing on all
having one hell of a night.
Too short. Epic poems need to be more than 5 lines.