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Santa's sleigh

sit on my lap like I'm Santa Clause
fat belly, gray beard and all my flaws
whisper your desires in my ear
there's no one else to hear
why I should buy you a gift
stop wiggling, I get the drift
oh! what a naughty girl
gold necklace with a pearl?
it's only money
anything for my honey
a ride in my sleigh
well why didn't you say
I love this old sleigh bed
sure beats the day bed
what, matching ear rings?
a list of a few other things?

copyright 12-12-10 huey horton (hippiepoet69)

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She loves jewelry. So I don't think she found this one funny. She likes another one I sent that was real naughty. But it's for our eyes only. Back when I was skinny and looked like Tommy Chung (cheech & Chung). I had no problems getting young women to sit in my lap. And tell me what they wanted for Christmas. But now that I look more like Santa. Where's all the women? Holly is the only one I want anyway. She knows what ring I would buy her. Maybe someday. Take Care and MERRY CHRISTMAS. huey

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I've tried to get Santa's list of bad girls for years. But it would have never done me any good. When I was young. I was too dang shy. Now I'm too darn old. And if Holly ever finds this site. I'll be at the top of one of her list. And the bottom of another' . LOL Paint on a smile and through a heavy heart. Have a MERRY CHRISTMAS. Take Care. huey

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I get it. Yeah he's a dirty old Santa. The only way Santa can really knows she's good is with a little undercover work. hehe. Santa will be a good boy this year. His little Santa's helper is 540 miles away. But she is just a phone call and dream away. Take Care and MERRY CHRISTMAS. huey

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good little girls get gifts, but naughty girls get Great gifts he he he ( he laughs lecherously ) LMAO................scribbler

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