THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
by
Tito – A - Snack

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when at the Ho House
All the creatures were lurking, most of them soused.

The proxies were used by the “guests” with care
In hopes that no mod would identities share;

The sockpuppets nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of lather danced in their heads.

And Squeeze with his tube, and I in his lap
Had just settled down to watch Mam’s pissflaps flap.

When out on the board there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to four feet to see what was the matter.

Away to the keyboard I flew like a flash!
I upset Squeeze and knocked over his stash.

The moon on the breast of Christmas Shitboy
brought a tear to my eye not to mention the joy.

When what to my sensitive nose smelled like gas,
But a wind dance accompanied by antlers in ass.

With a butter knife girl, cutting into the quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Das Beck.

More rapid than eagles, Squeeze’s insults they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called ho’s by name;

“Where’s Ghingis, where’s Dain, and Nancy, and Frank?
Where’s The Clown, where’s Little Bit, and the monster called Crank?

To the top of the thread, to the top of the page
Now type away, post away, let out your rage.”

As dry words before the wild shiticane fly
no one, it turns out, can ever say “bye.”

So up to the Refuge, the members they flew
With a handful of horsepron and a fist full of poo.



And then in a twinkling I heard on the computer
Satan Claus giving gifts and cukes for Mam’s pooter

As I snarled my lips and was ready to pounce,
I heard Faydra laughing, “Fuck you! I’ll flounce!”

She dressed Ho’s in glitter from their head to their feet
Everyone smacked of Faydra, except Marajit.

Christmas music was playing by a DJ named Herb
And he called himself Flouncerton of the Mayflower herd

Leia’s eyes how they twinkled, Black Friar how scary!
Jody Casgraine was missing, Eric’s penis was weary.

The guests were all there, the good and the trolls,
And everyone woo woo’d about which ones were moles.

The hope for attention Mam held in her fist,
But regarding the satire she still missed the gist.

Squeeze had an evil grin and a tube full of jelly,
and Trevor, it seems thought everyone smelly.

Acme trolled the board as Slacker NLI;
I’m ashamed when I read him to laugh til I’d cry.

An air hug for Becky, and for Caustic the bird
A Mampire kit for Bunny, and for Poo troll a turd.

I spoke not a word but watched Satan Clause work;
It wouldn’t be the refuge if he wasn’t a jerk.

As he distributed gifts to all of the Ho’s,
Satan Clause gave a cuke and emoticon rose.

Then he sprang to his feet and gave us the flip,
And away he flew, stealing Squeeze’s roach clip.


But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight:
“Merry Christmas to Ho’s and to Ho’s a good fight.”

WHO WROTE THAT?


cautious

The greatest masterpiece of ALL PROXY HO TIME!!!!!

Merry, merry Tito.

I hope Santa filled your stocking with chew toys.

Another epic PWR Christmas sonnet I didn't make...


A classic!

Kudos!

WOW! Who would have thought that Tito had other talents? Well done Tito! A fresh bitch for you tonight!

Well done Tito!!!

How Good is that?
Wow, Good work Tito,
I knew you were better than just shitting on the floor!!!
Thank you , is very very good.

ALSO MERRY CHRISTMAS WHORES AND A HAPPY FESTIVUS FOR THE REST OF US.

Wow.

That was most excellent!

Are you saying you wrote this poem?

you don't see my name anywhere in there do ya?
a small victory from my uphill position- nothing more.

Bravo! Bravo!
Merry Christmas, Tito!

Terrific!