and reward at God's right hand
but first: thorns, tree, dice.
your Santa's too black
mine, too much gay apparel
no free stuff, you bum.
something you don't want
I scored it on Black Friday.
next year re-gift it.
Christmas brag sheet comes
everybody kicking ass.
good for you, assholes.
the milk jug Santa
my ex's crazy friend made
on my door each year
see Uncle Billy
lose the wad again. Really???
must be here somewhere.
I so hate haiku
but love the haiku prompter
though she be evil.
Top photo: Catblossom places herself beneath the Xmas tree as Catgod's gift to humanity!
For Words Count with Mama Zen at Real Toads. She goes out of her way to torment me.
Merry Christmas to all my readers. Just to prove that my view of the holiday is not entirely jaundiced, I leave you with my favorite carol; and yes, I like Celine Dion sometimes. She's a little over the top and sings her heart out. Kind of like the silly chick who runs this blog.