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You better not scowl 
You better not be fowl 
You better not wine 
I’m telling you while 
Santa Claws is meowing around 

He snuggles you when you’re sleeping 
She purrs when you’re awake 
He sees all things from high in his perch 
“So, be good for goodness' sake!” 

So, you better pet me 
You better make me purr 
You best be nice to me 
I’m telling you now 
Santa Claws is prowling around  

He paws at you when he’s ignored 
He scratches on the furniture and carpet floors 
He’s got deer mice to pull his pillow for a sled 
He knows if you’re still up in bed 
He’ll lick up     any Christmas cream      left out for him 
And he’ll leave you with the strangest dreams 
He may nibble at Mom’s cookies 
He’ll prance around your presents with absolute feline presence 
He’s been eyeballing the Christmas Tree
Is this a new scratching post for me? 
Perhaps with purrfect catlike canter, 
Santa Claws will leave a present of his own, 
It may be a bit stinky, but it will be from
                                              the bottom of his heart.

                                                         - Meowie Christmas!

Of course, my cat's real name is Satan Claws!

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