National poetry writing month

National poetry writing month
A month of madness

Saturday, 2 December 2023

It's beginning to look a lot like.

 The request today, comes from Claire. Who wants it to look a lot like Christmas. Sang by her childhood crush Michael baubles. Or even Bling Crosby.









It's time for you to meet old Krampus
Everywhere you go
He'll be looking for selfish folk
If your names on his list, don't joke
You're in his sack and taken down below

It's time for you to meet old Krampus
Keep yourselves in line
You won't moan about presents dear
If you really have Krampus fear
When it's Christmas time

He follows old Nick, with a nice pointy stick
To keep the kiddies in hand
They both have a list, but be warned there's a twist
If your naughty then Christmas is banned
And down you go to the fire below, It's true, your parents won't care

Yes it's time for you to meet old Krampus
Heard he's doing well
It's better to be real nice
Being naughty has a price
And the price is hell










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