When I was a little kunt I always used to staynOver Grandma's house to wake up on Christmas DaynBut one night I couldn't sleep so I snuck down the stairsnTo see if Santa Claus had come with all the Christmas fayrenAs I was peeping round the door I saw something weirdnThere was a flash of red and a big white bushy beardnBut it wasn't Father Christmas I'd clapped eyes on therenIt was Grandma's grommet minus underwearnThen I noticed Santa approaching Grandma's cracknHe looked like he was on the verge of emptying his sacknHe looked just like the pictures you see on Christmas cardsnExcept he had no trousers on and he was on the hardnThe sexual act I witnessed was disturbing and unpleasantnBut I didn't let him see me in case I didn't get any presentsnI'd always been told that Santa came just once a yearnBut they did it up the front bum first, then did it up the rearnnI saw my Granny fucking Santa ClausnHe got it out and stuck it in her wrinkly barn doorsnIt made me feel messed upnI thought it was Grandad dressed upnTill I saw him watching, wanking in the cornernnI saw my Granny fucking Santa ClausnHe did her from the front and then he had her on all foursnIt made me feel disturbednBut they seemed unperturbednWhile poor old Grandad wanked off in the cornernn