Getting drunk very quickly, downing glass after glass,

Waiting for the first person to fall flat on their ass

But up in the air something strange was at bay

And it wasn’t old Santa; He’d been kidnapped away

By a team of nasty aliens, who wanted to teach

those earthlings a lesson and now they were in reach

So as the clocks ticked to midnight, the drunks started to cheer

Those almighty aliens, remotely, cancelled the beer.

Any alcohol at all simply disappeared

The men were right pissed off. This was damn weird.

The saucers came down and the aliens got out

Seems strange now, you know, but they all had bad gout.

That’s why they invaded, for some foot cream, you see,

Cos up on their planet there was no factory.

The chief alien decided it was time for some speech

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