And just like that...HOLIDAYS SUCK [ my poem of thought about Christmas]

I was watching my coworkers at the annual Christmas party huddled around the tree.
Everybody laughing jolly..except to notice me.
Solo cups in hand, laughter filled the air.
Drunk and stoned, or over sex3d, it never weathered fair.
I observe lityle bits, betsy person stew..always giving out hugs and even lice bugs too.
I seen Justin jimmyjohn pass a point of grace, his fat funny elves fingers all over the place.
Then i noticed across the hall, my handsome crush
Known as " the stone", walking with his ipad on and ears with music drone.
I must admit hes cute hes hot, hes definitely a catch..
Problem is he has his biz in sandra days deck.
I mosey over to rosey, palmer has a stich..he cant stand the musical bands and i gotta leave a tip.
I seen the tree all lit with bows, man this party really blows.
Just like that no such a luck..holiday patries like this truly suck.