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Dysfunctional Christmas Poem (by Lynne Richards)
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Christmas is the time of year, when you are suppose to give good cheer.
That is not what I will give, you'll be lucky if I let you live.
Phony people send you a heartwarming greeting, not me I'll give you a
wicked beating.
Santa Claus will not come, instead I'll make your day real glum.
Children screaming and making demands, if they don't shut up they'll see
the back of my hands.
Pampered kids expecting truck loads of gifts from everyone they see. A
servere long hard beating is the gift these brats will be getting from
me.
Hypocrites with smiles so bright, get them all the hell out of my sight.
Songs of good will are nothing but lies, the reality is these jerks
don't even try.
Selfish people look to you, for a Christmas greeting too.
This is what you fools will get, because I'm the meanest bitch you've
ever met.
A boot to your ass and a smack to your head, my Christmas wish is for
all you Assholes to be dead.
So gloomy Christmas I wish on you and to your entire family too.
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