British Comedy Guide

A Christmas Story by Leevil...

Now gather 'round and you will see, a weird story, rhymed poorly by me,
In this tale, there will be, a bit of magic, a monster and a girl named Bee.
Bee does not bumble, she does not buzz, she walks and talks, just like us.
But there is one difference from you and me, something lurks, beneath her Christmas tree...

Once upon a time, in a land of snow and snow balls,
Lived a town full of people, always sucking on Halls (Soother's)
Sore throats, sore noses and even sore chests,
Nipples were hard on all of their breasts.

Now up on the hill, there was a tiny house, not that small though, it wasn't for a mouse.
In this home, drinking some tea, the girl from the first verse, the girl named Bee.
But Bee wasn't happy and sad she did look, for on top of the tree, was an empty hook.
Her parents forbid her to hang things from there, it was to be left empty, alone and bare.

When it was night and the whole town was sleeping,
Bee was awake, and from her bed she was creeping,
Down the stairs, quietly she snook,
Towards the forbidden Christmas tree hook.

The tree was nice she thought, but it was incomplete,
So she searched in the boxes, that lay by her feet,
They were gifts and presents and all from Santa Claws,
When suddenly from the bottom of the tree, came some mighty ROARS!

Back she fell, with a bump on the head,
She was not moving, she was not dead.
Her eyes slowly opened, to the sound of a titter,
Looming over her, was the fairy Paedophile Gary Glitter.

She tried to scream, but no noise she could make,
She pulled at his hair, but found it was fake.
She kicked and she scratched but could not break free,
Was this the end for our beloved Bee?

He leaned in closer and began to speak,
The dirty bastard, sure did reek,
"From that hook you shall hang,
And forevermore be, in my gang".

The morning light began to break,
As the all town began to wake.
And the tiny house, up on the hill,
With the all the people it did fill.

They gathered 'round a Christmas tree,
Smiling sweetly was our friend Bee.
And then she began to let out a titter,
Revealing the decapitated head of Gary Glitter.

The End.

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Lee that's ace!

Quote: Leevil @ December 7 2008, 4:20 PM GMT

She tried to scream, but no noise she could make,
She pulled at his hair, but found it was fake.

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:D :D

Quote: Leevil @ December 7 2008, 4:20 PM GMT

And forevermore be, in my gang".

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:D

Some of the rhyming did hurt my eyes, but liked that. Good work fella!

Very very good.

I'm glad you liked it, I spent too long doing it. I shall now go and wave bye bye to any career in writing and just exsept the fact that I'm a full time BSGer and I'm not even that anymore Teary.

I bet Treason would consider it.

Really? I wasn't looking for critique, I was just bored but if you think that, then it maybe worth a try. :)

I like Gary Glitter.

And he likes you.

Quote: Leevil @ December 7 2008, 4:31 PM GMT

and just except the fact

accept*

Quote: Aaron @ December 7 2008, 4:38 PM GMT

accept*

exsept*

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