Wednesday, December 28, 2011

JINGLE BELLS, CHRISTMAS KNELLS


The lad jumps over the fence
Into the veiling darkness, dense
A dead man’s blood adorns his shirt
A hasty marriage made with dirt
His thought flies to his treasures
And how they’d soothe his pleasures
Escape drew nigh, sounds of jingle bells
Alas, a cop sighted him, a bullet rattled him
And he passed on yonder like a dream

She stands by the dark road that night
Her scanty garbs too leaky, too tight
The car parked by, bargain was struck
And into the smoky car she’s neatly tuck
On the radio played the jingle bell
As they drove to where I cannot tell
By morn they found her headless trunk
Shamelessly smiling on a pile of junk

Xmas pay itched in his pockets
Eyes red and rolling in their sockets
‘lets gyrate, its xmas’, he rants
His voice drowning the xmas chants
Beer vanished down his thirsty canal
Out staggered words raw and carnal
Drunk he enters his car, home to drive
I swear, home, he never reached alive

Yet its xmas they all say

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