A Poem for the Season!
 

He laid her on the table
so white, clean and bare
his forehead wet with beads of sweat
he rubbed her here and there

He touched her neck and felt her breast
then drooling felt her thigh
the slit was wet and all was set
he gave a joyous cry

The hole was wide
he looked inside
all was dark and murky
He rubbed his hands and stretched his arms
and then he stuffed the turkey!!

May I be the first to wish your dirty little minds a very Merry Christmas!!!