Something To Make U Smile Poem by greggorycharles hillier

It was the night before Christmas – Old Santa was p*ssed
He cussed out the elves and threw down his list
Miserable little brats, ungrateful little jerks
I have good mind to scrap the whole works

I’ve busted my butt for damn near a year
Instead of Thanks Santa – what do I hear?
The old lady nags because I work late at night
The elves want more money – The reindeer all fight

Rudolph got drunk and goosed all the maids
Donner is pregnant and Vixen has AIDS
And just when I thought that things would get better
Those buttheads from the IRS sent me a letter

They say I owe taxes – if that aint damn funny
Who the hell ever sends Santa Clause something let alone Money?
And the kids these days – they all are the pits
They want the impossible …Those mean little *****

I spent a whole year making wagons and sleds
Assembling dolls…Their arms, legs and heads
I made a ton of yoyos – and lots of toy lizards
They want computers and robots…they think I’m a wizard

If you think that’s bad…just picture this
Try holding those brats…with their pants full of p! ss
They pull on my nose – they grab at my beard
And if I don’t smile..the parents think I’m weird

Flying through the air…dodging the trees
Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees
I’m quitting this job…there’s just no enjoyment
I’ll sit on my *ss and draw unemployment
There’s no Christmas this year… now you know the reason
I found me a blonde… I’m going SOUTH for the season! !