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Santa

She always slept in the nude
Did not think this was rude
Hoped when Christmas came
Santa would would give her a game

Santa was delighted to find
His advances were not declined
So he jumped into her bed
Her legs were widely spread

He rode her until he was spent
She had  given her consent
But he had to hurry away
To deliver the toys before day

She hoped he would return
When all the delivery was done
But she had forgotten, she'd been told
Santa is only for Christmas
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