Can anyone here write a Christmas Poem for my site? $10
 

for my social/hookup website, I want to send out a christmas poem
Something like

Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the site
No one was hooking up
not even a bite

or something like that. something really cute.
if you write a really good one Ill send you $10 via paypal or epassporte.

$100 8chars

"Marriage is honorable and the bed undefiled but whoremongers God will judge" - Hebrews 13

on the day before christmas, teh ghey offered me: ten bucks for a poem so I told him to stick it in his anal cavityyy

So Christmas is here
it's such a joyful day
and as much as you deny it
you're still a closet gay

Did I win?

On the night before Christmas,

Old mother Hubbard went to the cupboard to get her poor dog a bone.

As she bent over, Rover drove her, and gave her a bone of his own.

winner :thumbsup

dont know if thats your style :p

A tumor is a funny thing. It really is.

A tumor is funnier than, but otherwise indistiguishable from Achewood.

http://imgur.com/I3Bkm.jpg

hoe hoe hoe!

cute
and kinda gross mental vision tho

great!
but its a gay site, i should have mentioned that ;/
oh well fuck it, too late now to send out a poem for christmas

ADC...priceless...few more

Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie
Jerked off in his girlfriend's eye
When her eye was dry and shut
Georgie fucked that one-eyed slut

Hickory Dickory Dock
Some chick was sucking my cock
The clock struck two
I dropped my goo
I dumped the bitch on the next block.

Jack and Jill went up the hill
Both with a buck and a quarter
Jill came down with two-fifty
That fuckin' whore.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
Trim that pussy it's too damn hairy

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey.
Along came a spider,
Who sat down beside her
And said, "Hey, what's in the bowl, bitch?"

Little Bo Peep fucked her sheep
Blew a horse, licked his feet
She ate his ass so very nice
Tongued his balls not once but twice

Where the fuck’s Santa?
I’ve been up all night.
No Dasher, no Dancer,
not a reindeer in sight.

I’ve baked cookies, poured milk,
and wrapped presents galore
but the fat man ain’t here
and it’s quarter past four.

I said WHERE THE FUCK’S SANTA?
Time just keeps ticking along.
In just a few minutes,
I’mma spark up this bong.

Five minutes and counting,
he’d want me to wait.
I hear him on the roof!
The timing is great!

Down the chimney came Santa,
with one hell of a thud.
Then he made for my stocking
and filled it with with bud.

You jolly old bastard
I know you don’t smoke
but the cookies are baked with hasheesh
and dusted with coke.

The plate full of cookies,
he dumped in his sack.
Then scoffed at the milk
and asked for some Jack.

Three fingers and neat
served in a Ball jar.
My dishes are dirty
fuck you, it’s a free bar.

My Jack he did drink
then asked for some more
so I filled up his jar
and showed him the door.

“Tooth the schimney” he slurred
as he spun us around.
Then he tossed me a package
and said “There’s a pound.”

In a flash he was gone,
with a tug on his ear.
Then sat down did I,
and finished my beer.

Now it’s 4:20am
and I’ve loaded up Santa’s Thai Stick.
3 monster hits I inhaled,
then passed out holding my Bic.

That'll go over like a led zeppelin!
--Keith Moon

I farted, it smells like slim jims and sour cream.

--Nethorse

:thumbsup

But I heard him exclaim, as he flew out of sight,
"Nachos to all, and to all a good-night!"


Well done sir. Merry Christmas to you and Dom.

Ah yes....I forgot the nachos.

Nice touch my man. :thumbsup

Enjoy your Christmas. :)

lol, I knew your ass would be in here :thumbsup