{"id":3800,"date":"2020-12-16T15:37:35","date_gmt":"2020-12-16T23:37:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=3800"},"modified":"2020-12-21T08:44:10","modified_gmt":"2020-12-21T16:44:10","slug":"201216","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2020\/12\/16\/201216\/","title":{"rendered":"201216"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/2020\/201216.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>201216<br \/>\nThe dream before Xmas<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Twas a week before Christmas, and all over town<br \/>\nAll the talk about COVID was bringing me down<br \/>\nI wanted to snuggle and spoon in a bed<br \/>\nWith a winsome woman who loves giving head<br \/>\nAnd what do my wondering eyes should appear<br \/>\nBut a sweet Irish lass to bring me good cheer<br \/>\nShe sat on my lap, and she rubbed on my dick<br \/>\nIf she kept that friction, I knew I&#8217;d come quick<br \/>\nI needed her badly &#8211; to unload my sack<br \/>\nSo onto the mattress, and there she lay back<br \/>\nI kissed down below &#8211; I kissed on her belly<br \/>\nHer perky tits heaved and jiggled like jelly<br \/>\nA wink of her eye, and a roll &#8217;round the bed<br \/>\nShe drained Santa&#8217;s sack, and then left me for dead<br \/>\nI was to bring gifts to some kids up the road<br \/>\nBut here with this lass I had dropped my whole load<br \/>\nAs I left the temptress who looked out of sight<br \/>\n&#8220;Happy Christmas to me, I&#8217;ve had such a good night!&#8221;<\/p>\n<button id=\"listenButton1\" class=\"responsivevoice-button\" type=\"button\" value=\"Play\" title=\"ResponsiveVoice Tap to Start\/Stop Speech\"><span>&#128266; Listen to Poem<\/span><\/button>\n        <script>\n            listenButton1.onclick = function(){\n                if(responsiveVoice.isPlaying()){\n                    responsiveVoice.cancel();\n                }else{\n                    responsiveVoice.speak(\"201216 The dream before Xmas \\'Twas a week before Christmas, and all over town All the talk about COVID was bringing me down I wanted to snuggle and spoon in a bed With a winsome woman who loves giving head And what do my wondering eyes should appear But a sweet Irish lass to bring me good cheer She sat on my lap, and she rubbed on my dick If she kept that friction, I knew I\\'d come quick I needed her badly - to unload my sack So onto the mattress, and there she lay back I kissed down below - I kissed on her belly Her perky tits heaved and jiggled like jelly A wink of her eye, and a roll \\'round the bed She drained Santa\\'s sack, and then left me for dead I was to bring gifts to some kids up the road But here with this lass I had dropped my whole load As I left the temptress who looked out of sight \\\"Happy Christmas to me, I\\'ve had such a good night!\\\"\", \"UK English Male\");\n                }\n            };\n        <\/script>\n    \n\n<div class=\"twitter-share\"><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/intent\/tweet?via=stickpersonpoet\" class=\"twitter-share-button\">Tweet<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>201216 The dream before Xmas &#8216;Twas a week before Christmas, and all over town All the talk about COVID was bringing me down I wanted to snuggle and spoon in a bed With a winsome woman who loves giving head And what do my wondering eyes should appear But a sweet Irish lass to bring &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2020\/12\/16\/201216\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">201216<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[46,65,117,66,39,97,14],"class_list":["post-3800","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-bed","tag-boobies","tag-c19","tag-dick","tag-holidays","tag-naughty","tag-xmas"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3800"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3800"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3800\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3804,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3800\/revisions\/3804"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3800"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3800"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3800"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}