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Mm.. Santa Baby (Tis The Season)

Oh, my King we are getting too old for this    
Woman, we are melaninated, and created from the inhale and exhale of His nostrils, we are sacred cosmic dust upon the winds that drift    
You still look the utopia of yesteryear, and sexy as Heaven’s twinkling stars    
That’s only because you weakened me when I crossed your threshold bearing my presents, and after that night on your sleigh bed, looking back we’ve come so far    
Gray haired after all these years, yet still giving humanity its much rewarded gifts    
It is always a blessing when we look upon the smiley faces of all those less deserving kids    
     
Giving them hope, and for some, a new meaning to life    
And you have been by my side, I am blessed to have claimed you as my wife    
I am surprised you allowed me to talk you out the bed    
You drive for a living, and I would have understood with that being said    
     
One day out of a year    
To give to the multitudes some Hebrew good cheer    
I thought you may be still fatigued from yesterday helping the military distribute their Toys for Tots    
I have the strength of Thoth to give with all I got    
And I never knew a woman could look sexy severing meals to the hungry, and then helping to wash all those pots    
     
Well, let’s not forget you gave all these little guys free haircuts, that speaks your esoteric vibe so much    
Until we almost lost sight of time, thank goodness we did not forget the Nuns’ coat drive, I almost dropped the million dollar donation check in a rush    
Today, we only have to make just a couple of rounds      
It's only downtown    
Oh, I almost forgot to mention, I'm sorry, but I have to help out later on in the Soup Kitchen    
     
I thought you said woman this is the day we rest, and let me show to the world my beautiful eye candy    
That sounds so sweet my love and dandy    
Why am I hearing a pause before your but    
     
What    
Okay, one more run, after those accomplishments have been done      
And I promise you, we will only dash in and out then from there we can have our own naughty fun    
Come on and hit me with it    
     
I have to give out teddy bears at the hospital on the Cancer Ward, then, I volunteered you this year to play Santa Klaus    
Not to worry, I will give out the presents, as I always do when I am by your side, and that’s only because    
     
Make it good woman and it better move me    
Anyone ever told you, you are arrogant, but I like, mostly when you place my emotions as ease    
That’s all you got, How about...    
Baby, please keep it PG    
Dammit... I mean... I was going to say speak the truth and it will set you free    
     
Yeah right, but I comprehend what you mean    
It looks like the driver has pulled up our Hummer limousine    
I will see you under those covers much later, handsome man    
That’s the plan    
I would love to give you a taste of this soft honey flow    
As long as in the merriment of you giving it up, you can understand in the pleasure of my words... “sweet mercy.. Ho..Ho..Ho”    
     
Oh, you are so arrogant...mmm...  but I like    
     
     
Happy Holidays from Santa and Mrs. Satin Klaus
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
It is better to give to the world, then receive wouldn't you most likely agree.

Everyone please enjoy your Wednesday in all you may do and be safe in your daily travels.
SKC
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