‘Twas the night before Steak and Blowjob Day, when all through the house
Your creature was stirring, foreseeing a mouth;
Her stockings were hung up all skimpy to wear,
In hopes that her sweet ass soon would be there;
A billion sperm nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of your plums danced by her head;
And ‘mamma’s’ new hosiery by the eye of your jap,
She must settle down before long in your lap?
When outside was dawn there arose such a whopper,
It sprang from the bed looking so big and proper.
Away to the window where she liked to flash,
Tore open her knickers and exposed her gash.
And soon then her breasts were in view, all on show
She lust after your big snake and the objects below,
When, what to your wandering hands should appear,
But a tenderloin steak, and eight Heineken beers,
With a little black pepper, inside you so quick,
You knew in a moment she’d be sucking your dick.
More rapid than eagles still in trousers you came,
And you whistled, and shouted, and called random names;
“Now, T-BONE! now, TOPSIDE! now, PRIME RIB and BISON!
On, FILLET! On, CHUCK STEAK! on, DONER and BRISKET!
My cock is engorged! But don’t stop with my balls!
Now ejaculate! ejaculate! ejaculate all!”
HAPPY STEAK AND BLOWJOB DAY TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!
