Twas the Night Before Christmas (When Santa Met Eve)

TwasTwas the night before Christmas, where no one was bound
Not a creature was stirring, cause Eve is around.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
It’s better that way because I could be there.

I wish I was nestled and snug in Her bed,
While visions of evilness danced in Her head.
But, then She’d have me under heavy control
With the promise of pain I’m sure I’d be swole Continue reading