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Santa

He's made a list of the naughty and nice,
Including gender-benders for some extra spice.
Half of the list he gives to an elf,
The other he pockets to keep for himself.
Back in his lodge he chuckles as he reads
At the kinkiest antics and their naughty deeds.
Such delectable sexual activity on the list
That Santa soon has his cock in his fist.
His white beard it tickles the nips on his chest
And his balls start to tingle with the old youthful zest.
Quicker than quick his eyes scan the kink
And he thinks of wet orifices in which to sink
The hard as an icicle peg twixt his thighs
Til all that is heard is moans, cries and sighs.
To the Nice, let them have all their elf-crafted toys
I'll do the naughties for MY Christmas joys!