The days are old
Sickly, ill, with both a fever and a cold
They come one after another, beginning
to eat the Christmas tree, with 35 cups of Butter
Piece be with you he said, and gave her a large chunk
Then out of the gym, came a big hunk
His bust was as big as a boulder and his muscles weighed a ton
Gasping and throwing up, the people began to run
Greeting and warm welcomes, I’ve brought you a gift
A thousand million pounds is what he can lift
He has little to no limits
I’ve brought you… protein powered!!
(At this the people did grimace)
The clouds rolled by softly, sprinkling a light snow
But a talent he has is greatly unexpected, because of the radiation, his skin can glow
He leaned in close, and whispered a peculiar sentence
What what’s that sentence you may ask? He said I am not a guy
I AM THE LIGHT
COME TAKE MY GIFT ANF BE FESTIVE
Come get your protein powder with a hint of plutonium
June Christmas Poem (2022)
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