not a creature was peaceful,
not even the mouse.
the stockings all hung by the chimeny with care,
when opened that morning would cause quite a scare!
The children, all nestled and snug in their beds,
would have nightmares of monstors and skeleton heads.
The moon that hung over the new-fallen snow
Cast an eerie pall over the city below,
And Santa Claus's laughter now sounded like groans,
and the jingling bells like chattering bones.
And what to their wondering eyes should appear,
but a coffin sleigh with skeleton deer.
And a skeletal driver so ugly and sick
They knew in a moment, this can't be St. Nick!
From house to house, with a true sense of joy,
Jack happily issued each present and toy









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...or else dispair
for in the very germ of
that kindred love lies
the perpetuity of evil
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