Blood red nose;
Blood red suit;
Blood red slay.
Santa’s on the hunt.
Watch out, Calvin.
Be careful, Susie.
Santa checks his hit list twice:
once, to see your name;
once, to cross it off.
Nick’s got a team of nine
crack commando reindeer.
They came to break the naughty
and give out party
favors. And they’re all out
of party.
Blitzen’s blitzen’ across the snow
He’s got you in his sights now.
Donder’s donning his flak jacket-
No snowball barrage can stop him.
Don’t try to run –
Dasher’s faster.
Don’t try to plead –
Dancer and Prancer
love to jig
on snow angels.
Comet’s already crashed-
crushed your chimney;
set fire to your tree
and scattered the ashes
of your stockings.
Vixen and Cupid –
(the femme fatales) –
make the final blows
for Kris.
Kringle jingles all the way
to the ends of the earth.
Then back to frozen north,
frozen like his dark heart.
An army of elves
conduct surveillance for Yuletide,
the next dark Christmas.
a simple man 