The Krampus

Krampus

The good children rest,

All snuggled in bed

While the bad ones are

Beaten by Krampus instead.

*

He stalks the long night

With his chains all a-rattle

Shepherding sinners

Like blubbery cattle

*

He birches the naughty,

But spares the good

On his yearly travel

Through your neighborhood

*

When Saint Nicholas knocks,

The good children will sing,

He’ll smile and nod

And give them some thing

*

But if they are bad.

The Krampus arrives,

And it is into his sack

For the rest of their lives.

*

So beware of the Krampus!

Don’t do bad things.

Take it from me:

His hazel rod stings.

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About harrylthompsonjr

I'm a writer, a photographer, and a lover of role playing games. I've moved my blog to wordpress in hopes of actually getting some feedback. We'll see :)
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