Yule Feast

Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro’ the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
Down through the chimney, came one to play
To snatch what is his, not long he will stay
Some deserve gifts, some deserve only coal
Yet the worst of the worst, Krampus stole
Tell the small ones to listen, to come sit and hear
When on snow moon glistens, there is one to fear
A tale oh so true, he strikes with a switch
No charm to protect, not from saint nor good witch
His skin beastly black, long horns as a goat
Red eyes aglow, scent of chimney smoke
With sharp smile and laughter, he stuffs full his bag
Into the darkness, bound children dragged
For Krampus is hungry, his most favoured treat
Naughty child well spiced, with greed he does eat
So small one come sit, be silent and hear
When in distance chains rattle, there is one to fear
On cold Yule nights, window scratch you may hear
Just beyond sight, Krampus watches, so near


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