Christmas Sleighed

Santa aye I got a bat in the the sleigh, let me pull it out the bag
Pull up on Mrs. Claus and knock the milk and cookies out that old hag
Christmas is a time for holly, jolly cheer
Let's pour down an ounce of beer on the ground for it seems like Saint Nick will miss it this year
 
Call frosty the snowman if you want to but be warned he will meet this blow torch so fast he will evaporate to liquid
One of the elves must have mixed your eggnog with acid to have you think Rudolph and his gang of reindeers can jump me are you stupid
I'll rob you out of your gifts and issue them all out to the less fortunate kids
Fuck a naughty or nice list, every child deserves a gift no matter what they did
 
I mean who gives dusty black coal anyways, shit at least my parents don't have to buy any for the next barbecue
I am going to teach you fat piece of shit a lesson for taking credit for the shit our parents really do
Looks like you need to stay in children's books and the land of make believe
Your long overdue for a treadmill run and I hope you feel the harsh pain without dosage of aleve.