Sick Santa

He made his way from roof to roof,

The man would vanish with a poof

Then re-appear with a slight grin,

The man in red was a true sin

He'd fill the stockings and place the toys,

He then vanish prior to the waking of the girls and boys

As the kids came down on Christmas Eve night,

They screamed in horror at what was in their sight

Blood soaked heads and ravaged parts,

Santa had even left them fresh hearts

The children stared without blinking an eye,

They knew that Santa wouldn't lie

Then the children smiled at one another,

As they knew no one could harm them, not Father nor Mother.

 

Reviews

[Ashley]

Deranged, but I still enjoyed it for some reason.

[Stacy]

Thank all of you who have reviewed this piece. This was actually fun to write and I was glad that the contest came up and I was able to deliver.

[Cassandra D.]

Wow.
Creative and very creepy at the same time.
This is a very good poem.

[Sean M. Addams]

very demented but i like this alot... the ending was great in this ... overall a very creepy but well done write