A Targeted Individual's Christmas
By Anonymous TI in Dublin
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the home
It was quiet and peaceful, except for a drone
Which flew over the house several times with great care
In order to frighten the victim in there
The noise woke her up and she sat up in bed
Electronic popping sounds danced in her head
Out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter
She jumped out of bed to see what was the matter
She rushed to the window and there in the snow
Was a large group of men who she didn't know
They laughed and they whistled and called out her name
What to her was great fear was to them just a game
"I'm calling the Guard" she yelled at the group
One guy yelled back "Do it, you dumb piece of poop!"
"We're coming back later," said one other guy
"But first we have to go out and get high"
He went back to his truck and so did the others
They all looked alike, could they be brothers?
They drove off but before they were out of sight
She heard one guy yell "Merry Christmas, you fat piece of shite"
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the home
It was quiet and peaceful, except for a drone
Which flew over the house several times with great care
In order to frighten the victim in there
The noise woke her up and she sat up in bed
Electronic popping sounds danced in her head
Out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter
She jumped out of bed to see what was the matter
She rushed to the window and there in the snow
Was a large group of men who she didn't know
They laughed and they whistled and called out her name
What to her was great fear was to them just a game
"I'm calling the Guard" she yelled at the group
One guy yelled back "Do it, you dumb piece of poop!"
"We're coming back later," said one other guy
"But first we have to go out and get high"
He went back to his truck and so did the others
They all looked alike, could they be brothers?
They drove off but before they were out of sight
She heard one guy yell "Merry Christmas, you fat piece of shite"
