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Grandpa Got Run Over By A Beer Truck (Fractured Christmas Song)Grandpa got run over by a beer truck Walking from the tavern Christmas night, He landed face first into the snow bank Let me tell you now, it was quite the sight. Grandpa drank whiskey and eggnog Then mixed them with some beer, He was dancing to techno music And singing with Santa's reindeer. Grandpa got run over by a beer truck Walking from the tavern Christmas night, He landed face first into the snow bank Let me tell you now, it was quite the sight. What will be his excuse to grandma When she smells alcohol on his breath? He'll probably say he got into a fight Santa almost beat him half to death. Grandpa got run over by a beer truck Walking from the tavern Christmas night, He landed face first into the snow bank Let me tell you now, it was quite the sight. Grandpa staggered out of the tavern He was running into the walls, Let me say, his vision was rather blurred When his pet doberman bit him in the b@lls. Grandpa got run over by a beer truck Walking from the tavern Christmas night, He landed face first into the snow bank Let me tell you now, it was quite the sight. He had tire marks up his backside Serves him right for getting drunk, The driver of the beer truck picked him up And stuffed grandpa in the trunk. Grandpa got run over by a beer truck Walking from the tavern Christmas night, He landed face first into the snow bank Let me tell you now, it was quite the sight. Copyright Cynthia Jones Dec.24/2005 It took me a year to figure out what to write, but here it is. :o) Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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