'Twas the night before Christmas, while asleep on my couch;
I dreamed of a girl that filled out her blouse!
I awoke and sent my profile to matchdoctor with care,
In hopes that an answer soon would be there....
No children were nestled all snug in their beds,
As I am a single man with no dependents.
When out of the email there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter!....
To Windows XP I flew like a flash,
To respond to the letter that was sent from this lass.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a glamorous photo of this beautiful dear!....
With a smile on her face, so lovely so free;
I knew in a moment this girl was for me!
More radiant than sunshine, her gaze seemed to say;
Hey Christmas Boy, won't you make my holiday?!....
Her eyes, how they twinkled!
Her dimples how merry!
Her breasts like firm melons,
Her nipples like cherries!....
Her cute, shapely mouth had such kissable lips;
And oh yes, her figure, what huggable hips!
She was buxom yet trim, a beautiful girl;
And I thought when I saw her, "She Could Rock My World!"....
If you're that fair maiden, then send me a letter,
I'll answer your email and make your Christmas much better.
We'll talk for a while and if all goes right, I'll whisper in your ear
"Merry Christmas to you, let's have a good night."
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