Swangly all the way!
(To the tune of “Jingle Bells”)
Dashing past the stars, In a spaceship made of trash, Galaxies flash by, I hope that we don’t crash! His hands are on my hips, I’m licking down his neck, And once I open up his fly, We’ll both of us get wrecked! Swangly balls, swangly balls, Glistening in the light, Oh, what fun it is to ride Rick Sanchez every night! Swangly balls, swangly balls, Glistening in the light, Oh, what fun it is to ride Rick Sanchez every night! A day or two ago, Rick asked me for a ride, Some Gromflomites gave chase, We very nearly died! But once we got away, And back to having fun, The sex was fast and furious, And hotter than the sun!
Now the stars glow bright, It’s nowhere near the dawn, A pageant of delight As Rick’s ship swings along! He reaches out his hand, I sink down to my knees, The last act will be more than grand— Rick always aims to please! .







