The joyous sounds of children's screams
Are favored instruments for a grand Christmas theme
Architect of horror, white, and dressed in blood
Lord Clause de Nick dashes through the mud
May he smell your fear, but not feel involved
Let him know you sins and pray your absolved
For when you hear his moans, you know that its true
There is no way from his plans for you to aschew.
If holy night comes, and the air is horribly thick
Offer a small sacrifice of flesh, no more than a prick
Maybe you won't be the one that he'll pick
That's the trick to escaping St. Nick
>Merry Chrismas /x/
>Lord Clause
>>17121367
Heil santa!
Sinterklaas?
You missed him, that was December 5th.
>>17121367
> a small sacrifice of flesh, no more than a prick
Anyone believe in Santa and the krampus?
the rhyming isn't bad but there's like. literally no sense of verse here, so it's mega awkward to read. appreciate the season's greetings tho
