Christmas is:

The time of the year
We feed the
Poor and homeless
The rest of the year they
Can *******

Adios England's Venus flytrap
May you ever overflow inside our rectums
You were the ornament that inserted itself
Where spunks were pelted to pieces
You ******* in the open air to our promontory
And you squirted to those inside *******
Now you reciprocate to Abraham's *****
And the black holes crack spew out your barber's pole

And it seems to me you tasted your *****
Like a cigarette lighter in the diarrhoea
Never drooping with knobs on the cherry lips
When the ooze congeal within
And your smells will always regurgitate here
Along England's juiciest blast—offs
Your cigarette lighter's exploded spew out long before
Your whiff ever go the whole hog

Voluptuousness we've jiggled
These frenzied wombs of time needing your clenched fist
This lava lamp we'll always get pregnant
For our breed's fair—haired brats
And even though we have a finger in
The clean breast seduces us to moistness
All our foghorns cannot ****
The ecstasy you stimulated us throughout the age groups

It's transcendental on another level,
You're my lucky star,
Want to walk on your wavelength,
and be there when you vibrate,
For you I'll risk it all

It Was A Sotrmy Night
The Stars Were Peircing Bright
Her & I
Eye To Eye
Under The Moonlight
Sensations Had Us Anxious
Patience Setting The Mood Right
We Were So Close
We Could Fit In A Coat
Only Souls Under An Oak
3 Am So Maybe No
Except For The Ghost
Poetry Under A Poets Tree
She Was Hugging My Throat
Looking Down From My Shoulder
Reading My Notes
She Whispering In My Ear
So Swift With The Pen Dear
Its Intense
The Wind Just Blows
Illumanted With A Sphere
I Stated You Don't Even Know
Pulled Her To My Heart
Then She Lost Control
I Told Her Lady Breathe
Please Let's Take It Slow
Heavy Breathing
Angels Singing
Jesus We Were Out Of Our Clothes
We Mad Love In The Dark
With Passion Deeply Hard
The Density Of Our Romance
Could Dent Side Of Cars