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Thread ID: 64623	2005-12-21 07:43:00	Merry Xmas	JJJJJ (528)	PC World Chat

Post ID	Timestamp	Content	User
414627	2005-12-21 07:43:00	Twas the Night before Xmas and all through the bach Not even a weta was making a scratch Woolly socks were hung by the pot belly with care In the hopes that Santa soon would be there The children were snoozing in a light summer's breeze Whilst dreaming of spongy pud and lime green cream freeze And dad in his walk shorts and me in my jandals Had just settled down for a couple of handles When out on the lawn I heard such a ruckus I sprang from my Lazy Boy to see what the fuss was I ran to the sliding door, gasping and wheezing Threw open the curtains and upped the venetians The moon on the sand and the Trailer tarp Lit the beach up just like Eden Park But still when I saw, I thought I was asleep A miniature Kingswood, pulled by eight tiny sheep With a little old driver, sipping a Fanta I knew in a moment, it had to be Santa Faster than Phar Lap on steroids they came And he coo-eed and shouted and called them by name Now, Kevin! now, Sharlene! now, Rangi and Beck! On, Darryl! On Shazza! on, Bilbo and Shrek! To the top of the Pagoda, to the top of the wall Get in behind, Get in behind, Get in behind, All! As sandflies around a bar-b-que fly When they sniff the sizzlers and take to the sky So up to the top of the bach they flew With a boot full of toys and Santa Claus too With a handbrake stop, they arrived on the roof Four Goodyear tyres and 32 hoofs And as I quickly turned and ran to the lounge Out from the chimney Santa came with a bound He was wearing boardshorts, and gumboots on foot And his Mambos were covered in six-month-old soot A bundle of toys he had on his back As if on OE with a brand new Macpac He looked like he'd come from the beauty parlour With rosy red cheeks like pohutakawa A gorgeous big grin and white as white hair With wee little tufts growing out of his ears He had a broad chest and a round beer gut That shook when he laughed like Jabba the Hutt He was chubby and plump, a right jolly hobbit And I laughed when I saw him, I couldn't stop it He gave me a wink and a bonza thumbs up And I quickly realised he wasn't a nut He went straight to the socks without saying a thing And filled them with Barbies and Shrek 2 keyrings Then giving his nose a jolly good scratch He flew up the chimney with an almighty flash He jumped in the Kingswood and cranked the ignition And then they took off, like some NASA mission But I think I could hear, as he drove out of sight "Merry Christmas to all, have a bloody good night!"	JJJJJ (528)
414628	2005-12-21 08:21:00	Fanta? You mean Lemon And Paeroa! :p	bob_doe_nz (92)
414629	2005-12-22 00:02:00	We have a bleedin poet in our midst. :horrified	Cicero (40)
414630	2005-12-22 00:55:00	Spring is sprung, The grass is riz; I wonder where them birdies is?	pctek (84)
414631	2005-12-22 01:28:00	Fanta? You mean Lemon And Paeroa! :p Lemon & P doesn't rhyme with Santa. Fanta does	JJJJJ (528)
414632	2005-12-22 01:46:00	Lemon & P doesn't rhyme with Santa. Fanta does No fooling you! Are we destined, as a species and culture, to be forever caught in the recycling vortex of the shallow, the tacky - sucked in by the increasingly sophisticated strategies of marketers, image pushers, gurus, spin doctors and their promises 'that nirvana is just around the corner'?	Cicero (40)
414633	2005-12-22 02:08:00	Lemon & P doesn't rhyme with Santa. Fanta does But Fanta aint a Kiwi beverage! :annoyed:	bob_doe_nz (92)
414634	2005-12-22 02:13:00	We have a bleedin poet in our midst. :horrified A pretty good one though.	Dannz (1668)
414635	2005-12-22 03:32:00	Someone was reading that out on whatever crappy radio station my father was listening to this morning.	Greven (91)
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