Claimed:Twas the night before Cokemas [1/2]

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‘Twas the night before Cokemas, when all thro’ the rink
 Not a player was stirring, not even a Mulligan;
 The stockings were hung by the net with care,
 In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
I SWC3 was nestled all snug in his bed with three girls with care
 While cocaine visions of that nights party danc’d in our heads,
 When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
That I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
 Away to the window I flew like a flash,
 Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.

 When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny whore deer

With a little old driver, so coked out and slow,

I knew in a moment I must of done too much snow

Or that it must be Ole Cokey St. Nick

Has come with his bag of goodies
Old Cokey St. Nick whistled, and shouted, and call’d them by name:
 “Now! Drug, now! Dealer, now! Addict, and Vixen,
 “On! Cunt, on! Heroin, on! Dick and Booze;
 “To the windows to the wall!
 “Till the sweat drop down my balls! Drop! Drop!
 So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
 With the sleigh full of Drugs - and Cokey Nick to:
 And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
 The prancing and pawing of each little whore foot
As I spun around in a great cocaine haze
 Down the chimney Ole Cokey St. Nick came with a great thud:

As he stud up he shouted with great pain

“Who the fuck put a log there”
 He was dress’d all in fur, from his head to his foot,
 And his clothes were all tarnish’d with ashes and soot;
 A bundle of Drugs was flung on his back,
 And he look’d like a peddler just about to open his sack

Ole Cokey St. Nicks eyes - how they twinkled!

Cause of all that cocaine dust
 His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry sprinkled with dust;
 His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
 And the beard of his chin was as white as the coke;
 He had a broad face, and a little round belly
 That shook when he laugh’d, like a bowl full of jelly:
 And I laugh’d when I saw him cus out in vein

When he stubbed his jolly toe
 A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know that soon I’d be dead

“Why you laughing? You little fuck?”

“Come here and I’ll give you something to laugh about
He spoke like he threatened before

And I knew not to fuck with him

Or I’d get a bad batch of Mrs. Nicks baked drugs

So I fucked right off

And he went right to work
 And fill’d all the stockings; then turn’d with a jerk,
And asked “Where’s my booze you little jerk?”
He raised his fist up in anger

And swore like an old sailor

 Then in a blink up the chimney he went
 He sprung to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
 And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle:
 But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight-

Fuck you to all, and to all a fucky night

 

Edited December 18, 2016 by KingRobbie

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Review:

Well, this was definitely interesting.

+1 for the Lahey pic.