KILLER CLAUS

    

Smashing through the snow,

Through the red and white,

They will never know,

What I do in the night.

 

Gifts are in my sled,

While the kids dream,

In the morning, they'll be dead,

And I'll hear the parents scream.

 

In the boxes wrapped,

Are things that'll make them rage,

When they open, they'll be trapped

In the everlasting cage,

 

More naughty kids than nice,

Well, I know what to do,

In their stockings, mutant mice

And sometimes Spanish Flu!

 

Some kids are really good,

So they'll get lovely gifts,

I'll be fair, like I should

And not slash their wrists!

 

Christmas trees, decorated,

With little stars and balls,

Kids may be incorporated

And a murder could be installed.

 

Everyone seeks me out

But I made sure they never did,

I stabbed them before they'd shout 

Adults, teens and kids.

 

Don't try to catch me

I'm faster than you know,

Cause I'll make sure you can't flee

Put you in the attic down below!

 

If you hear a noise,

Close your eyes and sleep,

Please relax, girls and boys

Don't even try to peep.

 

Children, please stay right, 

My traps are improving,

I may visit in the night,

And leave you dying!