Twas the night before Christmas
Is where we begin
Now to tell you a story
Of two boys and their sin
America and England
Shall be their names
Alfred F. Jones, Arthur Kirkland
Names different, not the same
So let me begin to tell of this tale
The tale of these sinners
The tale "sent from Hell"
Our story begins in a city so familiar
The city of New York
Not the personality of her
In an apartment deep in the city
The location of the boys found
But a blush will show on your face
If you were to hear every sound.
Moans and screams
As loud as can be
Comes right from the scene
Of the boys and their needs
"Harder! More!"
Arthur screamed.
And Alfred did so,
Making sure he was pleased.
"Oh my god!" Arthur gasped.
Alfred grinned,
As if a spell has been cast.
A few more thrusts,
And some pulling of hair.
Made the boys feel everything, except despair.
"I'm so close!"
Arthur managed to say.
"I know, me too!" Alfred said,
Pushing his hair out the way.
Arthur's breathing...
It turned to pants,
His mind began to cloud.
His vision now danced.
Alfred was struggling
So annoyed with himself
That he felt he was close
But couldn't let it out
At this annoyance,
The American took charge
Thrusting harder into Arthur,
Making him scream aloud
Outside of the apartment,
Out to the streets
You could see the winter weather
Creating snow, cooling heat
People were walking, to places unknown
To assure on this day of Christmas eve,
That they were not alone.
But there are two that won't dare to worry
Worry about being without joy
Because these boys have gotten busy
And asked Santa for sex toys?
Back to the apartment we go this Christmas eve
To read of the boys and their evening needs
One more thrust it took
The two crying aloud
As their seeds covered each other
Expressions of amazement and being wowed.
"That was amazing" they both breathed
Falling onto each other, not bothering to clean their seed.
The scene is now finished.
I bid you goodbye
As I run from the fangirls
Who want more, oh I sigh!

I'm sorry if this sucked, This is my first time.
First time writing smut poetry, and due to fear I will act like a mime!
-pretends to be in a box- O.O

Lol xD Okay, lemme get serious now! This really was my first time applying my poetry skills to my smut writing skills. Its not as easy as it seems D: especially when it has to rhyme Dx ! So this was more like a practice I guess. I dunno... Anyway, please review, tell me what'cha think! If you don't review, Finland will give you a lump of coal -_-
xD Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays! :D