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Twas the night before tomorrow
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Not the one on the couch

Her stockings were high
Her slippers removed
But she still did not stir
So I soon left the room

Within a half hour
She still had not moved
Not hearing or listening
I decided what to do

So I crept over to her
After giving due warning
As I said to myself
“She’ll kill me in the morning”

With a “HEAVE!” and a “HO”
I rolled her on over
I snapped open her buttons
“Man you’re skinny” I told her

With the buttons undone
I was free to start tugging
And as I pulled down the slacks
Her mother thought I’d gone buggy

And when I placed them in the oven
Because they tasted better baked
I returned to the room
To sit and to wait.

The attack was soon coming
But the force brought me up short
“Man she’s really pissed”
and then she pulled me on the floor

Some would say it was erotic
But I’d say it was anger
Because when she had me in a headlock
I didn’t want to bang her

She rolled and she fought
She ripped and she bit
But soon I’d discovered
She really could hit

I figured she was right
So I let her bite me
(but I didn’t really let her;
she was gripping me tightly)

And when she was finished
She stared and she blinked
Up and over she went
(her underwear winked, it was pink)

And so there my baby left me
And I don’t know why
She just up and left me
As I sat and I sighed

It could’ve been the pants
But I can’t be quite sure
Because she knew I’d get in ‘em
“She was just surprised, I guess” I think I concurred

But now my baby’s left me
And I’m still not sure why
But I sure cooked her pants
They taste well on rye

Description
Twas the night before tomorrow
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Not the one on the couch

Her stockings were high
Her slippers removed
But she still did not stir
So I soon left the room

Within a half hour
She still had not moved
Not hearing or listening
I decided what to do

So I crept over to her
After giving due warning
As I said to myself
“She’ll kill me in the morning”

With a “HEAVE!” and a “HO”
I rolled her on over
I snapped open her buttons
“Man you’re skinny” I told her

With the buttons undone
I was free to start tugging
And as I pulled down the slacks
Her mother thought I’d gone buggy

And when I placed them in the oven
Because they tasted better baked
I returned to the room
To sit and to wait.

The attack was soon coming
But the force brought me up short
“Man she’s really pissed”
and then she pulled me on the floor

Some would say it was erotic
But I’d say it was anger
Because when she had me in a headlock
I didn’t want to bang her

She rolled and she fought
She ripped and she bit
But soon I’d discovered
She really could hit

I figured she was right
So I let her bite me
(but I didn’t really let her;
she was gripping me tightly)

And when she was finished
She stared and she blinked
Up and over she went
(her underwear winked, it was pink)

And so there my baby left me
And I don’t know why
She just up and left me
As I sat and I sighed

It could’ve been the pants
But I can’t be quite sure
Because she knew I’d get in ‘em
“She was just surprised, I guess” I think I concurred

But now my baby’s left me
And I’m still not sure why
But I sure cooked her pants
They taste well on rye