Now Get the Hell Out
The season is lovely.
The weather is bitchin’.
The ham’s all been ate.
Get the fuck out my kitchen.
Were you thinking of leaving?
Get the fuck out my head.
Are you staying ’til New Years?
Get the fuck out instead.
We’ve been visited by Santa.
Old round and stout.
You can follow his lead
And get your ass out.
I’ve got shit in my hallways
and shit on my lawn.
Your shit’s in my driveway
Why aren’t you gone?
The paper’s been shredded
and strewn all about.
There’s shit everywhere now.
Get the fuck out.
Your presence was welcome.
Your presents are dear.
Your car hasn’t started.
The fuck you still here?
What a pleasure that was
as it always has been.
It’s really been great
to see you again.
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