The Christmas Plea Song®

No gifts under the tree
could equal his lips on me,
oh how i wish
for the perfect dish!
With a pinch of salt
just enuff to halt,
the dash of pepper
to not get too hot the temperature!
We both mixed in some hot on the side
but the sugar we could never hide,
from each other we would serve with love
and that's a feast Christmas Dreams made of!
Now the leftover dish is so cold
without My Sweet Sugar Dispenser To Hold,
to warm it up there's only 1 way
My Homemade Blessing Be Delivered ANYDAY!
Copyright© 2012
(Santa)please bring to me
wrapped in a kiss my(Baby)
Mark Him Out For Delivery....
Sally
P.S.
I'd sooner throw them out than have around:
ALL the milk and cookies
IF me you Don't Please!!!!