I'm spending Christmas in the klink
All thanks to a dirty rat fink
Some old hag on her brisk cane-wielding walk
Caught me stealing and decided to talk
Cash from The Salvation Army kettle
Clearly no reason for her to meddle
Just cuz I punched a Santa in the face
Is no good reason I should fall from grace
I told that cop, "Look, you've got me all wrong,
I can't take hearing that Jingle Bells song!"
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Park Bench Poetry
PoetryTake a leisurely stroll through the park, sit on a bench facing the pond, and watch the ducks frolicking around the fountain. A woodpecker taps at a weeping willow, and a great blue heron takes flight from a small island in the pond. In these peacef...
