T'was the night before Christmas
and tied to the cross
made of pine, in my basement
was my cute plaything Ross.
Stripped of all clothing
save his blindfold and gag,
he could still hear me coming
with some toys in my bag.
I pulled out my flogger
and I said in his ear
"We'll just start off slowly.
You have nothing to fear."
Swinging my flogger
the
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