Hey There Santa

Hey there Santa

You wooly guy

Drive your sleigh

Down from the sky

I've got some cocoa

Some cookies too

And a Few more surprises

In store for you

I've had this fantasy

For so many years

Of you under my tree

My feet tickling your ears

Your fuzzy suit

Tossed in a pile

As you rock my world

And I make you smile

Come down my chimney

Santa If you dare

I'll be waiting by my tree

In my underwear

A see-through bra

And a lacy thong

Trust me Santa

It's where you belong

You can leave my presents

Up in your sleigh

'Cause when it comes to giving

I've got a better way

I'm snuggly and cozy

Hotter than a fire

And I know how to quench

Your manly desire

So though I've been naughty

Don't skip my place

Mrs. Claus won't know

So there's no disgrace

When I'm done with you

I'll send you on your way

But will you have enough strength

To still guide your sleigh?

Sherry Gail Heim

December 24, 2008

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