Trudging through mud, jolly St. Nicholas came,
And squawked, squalled, and called them all by the same name.
"Now, Bitch! Now, Bitch! Now, Bitch! I said Now!
On Bitch! On Bitch! Don't ask which, why, or how!"

"To the backdoor, it's open! I'm sure it's ajar.
Then haul all the tall dollars out of the car!"
"Am I hearing right?" thought the Fish. "Could it be
That Santa has brought tall dollars just for me?"

Then Santa (who's omniscient) loudly yelped,
"Of course I did, stupid! Heard you needed help!"
This seemed strange to Fishy. Could he care that much
To fend off the thugs from Earthlink and AirTouch?