Sunday, December 17, 2017

I need a Christmas sweater


he has the most special one,
Santa pissing in the snow, having carefully 
written Merry Christmas
I wish I hadn't noticed
and raindeer are humping in the snow
on Jesse's sweater, but her's 
oh, hers is the best, the one I would steal
away in the middle of the night,
Santa riding an unicorn amongst
the planets, the stars twinkling
in the darkness of night.

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